mubarak ho sab ko sama ye suhana
mai khush hun mere ansuo pe na jana
mai to divana divana divana
mai to divana divana divana

hazaro tarah ke ye hote hai ansu
agar dil me gam ho to rote hai ansu
khushi me bhi ankhe bhigote hai ansu
inhe jan sakata nahi ye zamana
mai khush hun mere ansuo pe na jana
mai to divana divana divana
mai to divana divana divana

ye shahanaiyan de rahi hai duhai
koi chiz apani hui hai parai
kisi se milan hai kisi se judai
nae rishto ne toda nata purana
mai khush hun mere ansuo pe na jana
mai to divana divana divana
mai to divana divana divana

A gathering bright, a scene so fair,
Rejoice with me, though tears I bear.
Do not mistake the drops that fall,
For I am mad, embracing all.
I am mad, utterly mad,
Lost in a joy, profoundly sad.

A thousand forms these tear-drops take,
When sorrow strikes, the heart does break.
In laughter's light, they softly gleam,
A secret known, a hidden dream.
The world cannot grasp this art,
Yet I am mad, a beating heart.
Do not mistake the tears I weep,
For I am mad, and secrets keep.
I am mad, utterly mad,
Lost in a joy, profoundly sad.

The oboe's call, a mournful sound,
A precious bond, on hallowed ground,
Is lost, a treasure I have found.
With every meeting, parting's plight,
New bonds arise, in fading light.
Do not mistake the tears I shed,
For I am mad, though life has fled.
I am mad, utterly mad,
Lost in a joy, profoundly sad.