shishe se gulabi dharti ho
itlake jawani chalti ho
fir dil walo ke dekho maje
shishe se gulabi dharti ho
itlake jawani chalti ho
fir dil walo ke dekho maje
fir dil walo ke dekho maje

mosho ko dabo mast najar
gujare bhi to gujare lahrakar
mosho ko dabo mast najar
gujare bhi to gujare lahrakar
ya bhul bhi to gujare lahrakar
ya bhul sambhal aa baithe
ya bhul sambhal aa baithe
kano ke tars dil pat khakar
pahlu pahlu ke bich machalte ho

baaji par kalej malte ho
fir dil walo ke dekho maje
fir dil walo ke dekho maje
shishe se gulabi dharti ho
itlake jawani chalti ho
fir dil walo ke dekho maje

ik husn ke hajaro deewane
ek raaj hai lakho afsane
ik husn ke hajaro deewane
ek raaj hai lakho afsane
ginti pe na ja dil hai to samjh
ginti pe na ja dil hai to samjh
ek samma karodo parwane
wo samma bhi eo samma bhi

dhimi chalti ho aur jaldi jaldi
pighalti ho fir dil wale ke dekho maje
fir dil walo ke dekho maje
shishe se gulabi dharti ho
itlake jawani chalti ho
fir dil walo ke dekho maje
fir dil walo ke dekho maje
shishe se gulabi dharti ho
itlake jawani chalti ho
fir dil walo ke dekho maje
fir dil walo ke dekho maje

From glass, the rose-hued earth unfurls,
As youth in graceful cadence swirls.
Behold, the lovers, light of heart,
From glass, the rose-hued earth unfurls.
As youth in graceful cadence swirls.
Behold, the lovers, light of heart.
Behold, the lovers, light of heart.

The shadows dance, a drunken gaze,
Through life they flow in shimmering haze.
The shadows dance, a drunken gaze,
Through life they flow in shimmering haze.
Or lost, or found, they softly rest,
Or lost, or found, they softly rest,
On ears that yearn, upon the breast.
Between each side, a restless play.

On arms, the lessons softly pressed,
Behold, the lovers, light of heart,
Behold, the lovers, light of heart.
From glass, the rose-hued earth unfurls,
As youth in graceful cadence swirls.
Behold, the lovers, light of heart.

For beauty, legions now ignite,
A secret held in tales of light.
For beauty, legions now ignite,
A secret held in tales of light.
Don't count the souls, if heart you see,
Don't count the souls, if heart you see,
A single flame, a galaxy.
That flame, oh that flame,

Moves slow, yet quick, in melting fire,
Behold the lovers, filled desire.
Behold, the lovers, light of heart,
From glass, the rose-hued earth unfurls,
As youth in graceful cadence swirls.
Behold, the lovers, light of heart.
Behold, the lovers, light of heart.
From glass, the rose-hued earth unfurls,
As youth in graceful cadence swirls.
Behold, the lovers, light of heart.
Behold, the lovers, light of heart.