khara khara mitha mitha, mirchi se bhi tikha tikha
tere bin hai fika fika, ishqa
dil pe nahi hai zor zor, karta hai yeh shor shor
bin tere hai bore bore, ishqa
are hum tere kaayal huye, ghungru banke payal huye
mar gaye, mar gaye haaye zaalim nigaaho se
khara khara mitha mitha, mirchi se bhi tikha tikha
tere bin hai fika fika, ishqa

dhadke dil tapde dil dil dil dil dil dil
mera dil tera dil dil dil dil dil dil
dhadke dil tapde dil dil dil dil dil dil
mera dil tera dil dil dil dil dil dil
dil dil kaisa dil, thoda sa aisa thoda waisa dil
soya khoya, saanso ki rajayi me lipte betha hai dil
khara khara mitha mitha, mirchi se bhi tikha tikha
tere bin hai fika fika, ishqa

teri meri meri meri teri meri, kisi baat pe thaani jo
ghol dena mere saare badan me zara ishq ki dali tu
teri meri meri meri teri meri, kisi baat pe thaani jo
ghol dena mere saare badan me zara ishq ki dali tu
ho jaane dena tu pyaar wali
zara zara pareshani tu tu tu, tere liye bas bani hu
khara khara mitha mitha, mirchi se bhi tikha tikha
tere bin hai fika fika, ishqa
dil pe nahi hai zor zor, karta hai yeh shor shor
bin tere hai bore bore, ishqa

Salty, then sweet, a fiery sting,
Without you, all things taste of nothing, O Love.
My heart's no master, it cries and screams,
Without you, boredom’s heavy weight, O Love.
We, your captives, bells upon your feet,
Died, died, slain by those cruel eyes.
Salty, then sweet, a fiery sting,
Without you, all things taste of nothing, O Love.

Beats the heart, aches the heart, heart, heart, heart, heart,
My heart, your heart, heart, heart, heart, heart.
Beats the heart, aches the heart, heart, heart, heart, heart,
My heart, your heart, heart, heart, heart, heart.
A heart, what a heart, a little like this, a little like that,
Sleepy, lost, wrapped in the quilt of breath, sits the heart.
Salty, then sweet, a fiery sting,
Without you, all things taste of nothing, O Love.

Yours and mine, mine and yours, mine,
If you decide on something,
Dissolve in me, throughout my body, a morsel of love.
Yours and mine, mine and yours, mine,
If you decide on something,
Dissolve in me, throughout my body, a morsel of love.
Let it become, the love's own...
A little, a little trouble for you, for you, for you,
I was made only for you.
Salty, then sweet, a fiery sting,
Without you, all things taste of nothing, O Love.
My heart's no master, it cries and screams,
Without you, boredom’s heavy weight, O Love.