Suno..!ay chand c larki,

Abhi tum titliyaan pakro..

Ya phir Guriyon sy khelo tum.

Ya phr masoom c Aankhon sy dheron khwab daikho tum.

Faraz-o-Faiz-o-Mohsin ki kitaben mat abhi prhna,

Ye sb lafzon k sahir hein,

Tumhein uljha k rakh dein gy,

Tumhein Maloom he kab hai,

Mohabat k libady mein,Hawas aur Hirs hoti hai.

Ye insanon ki dunya hai,

Magr in sy kaheen barh kr,yahan wehshi drinday hein.

Wo wehshi jin ki Aankhon mai, machalty piyar k peechy,Hawas aur Hirs hoti hai.

Abhi kachi kalii ho tum,

Abhi kaanton sy mat khelo,

Abhi apni Hatheli par,kisi ka Naam mat likho!.