tum kamsin ho nadan ho najuk ho bholi ho
tum kamsin ho nadan ho najuk ho bholi ho
sochta hu mai ke tumhe pyar na karu
mai tumhe pyar na karu
tum kamsin ho nadan ho najuk ho bholi ho
sochta hu mai ke tumhe pyar na karu
mai tumhe pyar na karu

madhosh ada ye alhadpan bachpan to abhi rootha hi nahi
ehsas hai kya aur kya hai tadap is soch me dil duba hi nahi
ehsas hai kya aur kya hai tadap is soch me dil duba hi nahi
tum kamsin ho nadan ho najuk ho bholi ho
sochta hu mai ke tumhe pyar na karu
mai tumhe pyar na karu

tum aahe bharo aur shikve karo ye bat hame manjur nahi
tum tare gino aur nind ude ye rat hame manjur nahi
tum kamsin ho nadan ho najuk ho bholi ho
sochta hu mai ke tumhe pyar na karu
mai tumhe pyar na karu

You are spring's first bloom, naive and tender,
A fragile dawn, a heart yet to know.
I wrestle with a thought, a whispered surrender:
Should I not love you, let the feeling go?
I must not love you.

Intoxicated grace, a playful youth still clinging,
Unburdened by the ache of what love might bring.
What is feeling? What is yearning's sting?
The heart, unversed, in that deep ocean, is not sinking.
I must not love you.

You'd sigh with woes, with complaints you'd fill the air,
That outcome, dear, is one I can't bear.
You'd count the stars, and sleep would flee your stare,
That sleepless night, that burden, I won't share.
I must not love you.