Tere apne pan ki, adat to nahi hai,
Per jab bhi apne pan se dati hai, to bada achcha lagta hai.
Teri chahat mein mer jaane ka, jasba ho kar bhi,
tere liye kuch na kar pane se nind nahi aati,
Yeh andhere jaise, tere khayalo se nikalne ki ijajat nahi dete hai,
Ye palke jaise, bandh hone se katrati hai,
Sarir aur man ki jung mein, haar har bar Sarir ki ho jati,
Thakkar chur hone ke baad hi nind aati hai.
mere man per lagam lagane ke liye, tere dadtna bhi bada achcha lagta hai.
Teri mushkan pe mar jau, itna pyar karte hai hum,
Teri narajgi se kudh per naraz hota hui, teri dilagi ko bhi pyar samjhta hui, itna pyar karte hai hum
Teri khushi se khush hota hui, tere gum pe rota huin, itna pyar karta huin mein.
Teri ahat ko, pyar ki jhankar samjhta hui, teri dhadkano ko kudha ke ibadat ka ajan samjhta hui,
Jab kabhi tu aawaj deti hai, mein sara kaam ek tarah jodhkar, tujh se milne ke liye, har modh, har rishto ko piche jhod deta hui, itna pyar karta huin mein.
In sab bandhisho ke baad jab tera didar hota hai, to kabhi apke pehnave, to kabhi apki dooriya, kaate ban kar chubhti hai, per phir bhi tere saath chalta hui, kyonki teri baato se hi meri saase chalta hai, itna pyar karta huin mein
