teri zulfe paresan teri najare pseban
teri zulfe paresan teri najare pseban
kahi ye pyar hi na ho kahi ye pyar hi na ho
nasihbe dusmana teri zulfe paresan
labo par na hai magar sambhal aye jane jigar
badi kafil chij hai jise kahte hai najar
jise kahte hai najar ye logo se na kah de ha
ye logo se na kah de ha nasihbe dusmana
teri zulfe paresan teri najare pseban
teri zulfe paresan

kadam rakhti ho kahi magar padte hai kahi
sab kuch to hai sanam
ye halat yu to nahi ye halat yu to nahi
koi dil me na ho mehman koi dil me na ho mehman
nasihbe dusmana teri zulfe paresan
teri najare pseban teri zulfe paresan

najar katil ho na ye najar bismil ho na ye
jhuki palko me hai kya
hamara dil ho na ye hamara dil ho na ye
huye na ho hami kurban huye na ho hami kurban
nasihbe dusmana
teri zulfe paresan teri najare pseban
teri zulfe paresan teri najare pseban
kahi ye pyar hi na ho kahi ye pyar hi na ho
nasihbe dusmana teri zulfe paresan

Your tresses, a tempest, your eyes, a hidden guard,
Your tresses, a tempest, your eyes, a hidden guard,
Could this be love, a secret softly poured?
Could this be love, a secret softly poured?
O, destiny's foe, your tresses, a storm unmoored.

Though lips are silent, a heart begins to bloom,
A caravan of secrets, held within the gaze,
A caravan of secrets, held within the gaze,
Whisper not to the crowd, lest the soul be consumed,
Whisper not to the crowd, lest the soul be consumed,
O, destiny's foe, your tresses, a storm unmoored.
Your tresses, a tempest, your eyes, a hidden guard,
Your tresses, a tempest.

Your footsteps stray, yet shadows fall elsewhere,
All seems complete, yet something's in the air,
All seems complete, yet something's in the air,
Could a guest reside, within a heart's despair?
Could a guest reside, within a heart's despair?
O, destiny's foe, your tresses, a storm unmoored.
Your eyes, a hidden guard, your tresses, a storm unmoored.

A killer glance, could it truly be?
What secrets hide beneath those lowered eyes?
What secrets hide beneath those lowered eyes?
Our hearts may fall, surrendering willingly,
Our hearts may fall, surrendering willingly,
O, destiny's foe.
Your tresses, a tempest, your eyes, a hidden guard,
Your tresses, a tempest, your eyes, a hidden guard,
Could this be love, a secret softly poured?
Could this be love, a secret softly poured?
O, destiny's foe, your tresses, a storm unmoored.