zaraa si baat kaa huzur ne fasaanaa kar diyaa
zaraa si baat kaa huzur ne fasaanaa kar diyaa
aise ruthe ho ji saiyyaa ki divaanaa kar diyaa
zaraa si baat kaa huzur ne

mukhase na boli, mai to yun hi zaraa ban ke
itani si baat pe ji chal diye tan ke
mukhase na boli, mai to yun hi zaraa ban ke
itani si baat pe ji chal diye tan ke
bas itani baat kaa huzur ne fasaanaa kar diyaa
bas itani baat kaa huzur ne fasaanaa kar diyaa
aise ruthe ho ji, aise ruthe ho ji saiyyaa ki divaanaa kar diyaa
zaraa si baat kaa huzur ne

pyaar me tere aise jiyaa moraa dhadake
kahani padi hai dil ki baat nazar se
pyaar me tere aise jiyaa moraa dhadake
kahani padi hai dil ki baat nazar se
nazar ki baat kaa, huzur ne fasaanaa kar diyaa
nazar ki baat kaa, huzur ne fasaanaa kar diyaa
aise ruthe ho ji, aise ruthe ho ji saiyyaa ki divaanaa kar diyaa
zaraa si baat kaa huzur ne

jab se lagaayi tore pyaar ki bindiyaa
chain dino kaa khoyaa, raato ki nindiyaa
jab se lagaayi tore pyaar ki bindiyaa
chain dino kaa khoyaa, raato ki nindiyaa
mere din raat kaa huzur ne fasaanaa kar diyaa
mere din raat kaa huzur ne fasaanaa kar diyaa
aise ruthe ho ji, aise ruthe ho ji saiyyaa ki divaanaa kar diyaa
zaraa si baat kaa huzur ne

A trifle, you spun into a tale untold,
A trifle, you spun into a tale of old,
So scornful, my love, you leave me to despair,
So scornful, my love, you leave me in a snare,
A trifle, you spun into a tale.

I spoke no word, just a whisper faint,
A simple thing, and you, you played the saint,
I spoke no word, just a whisper light,
A simple thing, and you vanished from sight,
A simple thing, you spun into a tale,
A simple thing, you spun into a tale,
So scornful, my love, you leave me to despair,
So scornful, my love, you leave me in a snare,
A trifle, you spun into a tale.

In your love, my heart, it throbs and beats,
My soul must speak through glances sweet,
In your love, my heart, it throbs and pounds,
My soul must speak through silent grounds,
A glance, you spun into a tale so grand,
A glance, you spun with a masterful hand,
So scornful, my love, you leave me to despair,
So scornful, my love, you leave me in a snare,
A trifle, you spun into a tale.

Since your love, a mark upon my brow,
Days of peace, and nights of sleep, avow,
Since your love, a mark, a gentle sign,
Days of peace, and nights of sleep, decline,
My days and nights, you spun into a lore,
My days and nights, you opened a door,
So scornful, my love, you leave me to despair,
So scornful, my love, you leave me in a snare,
A trifle, you spun into a tale.