shaam bhi khoob hai, paas mehboob hai
shaam bhi khoob hai, paas mehboob hai
zindagi ke liye, aur kya chahiye
shaam bhi khoob hai, paas mehboob hai
aashiki ke liye, aur kya chahiye
shaam bhi khoob hai, paas mehboob hai
kya hasin hai, sama dhadkane hai jawa
kya hasin hai, sama dhadkane hai jawa
dosti ke liye, aur kya chahiye
shaam bhi khoob hai, paas mehboob hai

chand ki chandni, aasmaan ki pari
shayron ke liye, tu hai ek shayri
haan dekhte hi tujhe dil diwana hua
chahato ka shuru, ek fasana hua
raang hai, noor hai, chain hai, khwaab hai
raang hai, noor hai, chain hai, khwaab hai
ab khushi ke liye, kya chahiye
shaam bhi khoob hai, paas mehboob hai

husn hai, pyaar hai, dil hai, dildar hai
husn hai, pyaar hai, dil hai, dildar hai
bolti hai nazar, chup hai meri zubaan
har kisi se juda, hai meri dastaan
na kisi se kabhi pyaar maine kiya
dard-e-dil na kabhi yaar maine liya
saaj hai, git hai, sur hai, sangit hai
saaj hai, git hai, sur hai, sangit hai
dosti ke liye, aur kya chahiye
shaam bhi khoob hai, paas mehboob hai
zindagi ke liye, aur kya chahiye
shaam bhi khoob hai, paas mehboob hai
aashiki ke liye, aur kya chahiye

Evening descends, beloved near,
Evening descends, beloved near,
For life's sweet breath, what more to hold dear?
Evening descends, beloved near,
For love's own dance, what more to ensnare?
Evening descends, beloved near.

Beauty blooms, the world's heart beats free,
Beauty blooms, the world's heart beats free,
For companionship, what more can be?
Evening descends, beloved near.

Moon's silver kiss, a sky-borne grace,
For poets' hearts, you fill their space,
At your first glance, my soul took flight,
A tale of longing, bathed in light.
Colors ignite, a luminous ray, peace and dream,
Colors ignite, a luminous ray, peace and dream,
Evening descends, beloved near.

Charm unfolds, love's tender art, the heart's own core,
Charm unfolds, love's tender art, the heart's own core,
Eyes speak volumes, though my words implore,
A story apart, from all before,
Never have I loved, as such I vowed,
Nor ever felt the heart's ache aloud.
Melody's weave, a song's sweet plea,
Melody's weave, a song's sweet plea,
For companionship, what more can be?
Evening descends, beloved near,
For life's sweet breath, what more to hold dear?
Evening descends, beloved near,
For love's own dance, what more to ensnare?