( Fiqrana hoke hum jeeye
Khamakha hum jeeye na kyu
Beparvaah hoke hum jeeye
Khamakha hum jeeye na kyu ) – 2
Jeet-te hain adh adh adh ke hum
Fir-te hain fur fur fur se hum
Mil-te hain rom rom rom se hum
Chal-te hain dum dum dum se hum
Mehk-te gulzaron mein hum
Chamak-te sitaro mein hum
Dekh-te angaro mein hum
Lekhte hawao mein
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…
Hain qaatil apni rangat
Hain shatir apni sangat
Thodhe se hum hain diwaane
Yehi hain apni daulat
Main puri karlu hasrat
Main mann ki saari mannat
Mujhe koi rok nahin… tok nahin…
Main manmana…
Hu junoon sukoon main sharara
Main mazaa…sazaa main aawaarah
Yeh maan le main hoon ishq ka maara
Hone de yeh mulakate
Thodhe din thodhi si raate
Sochenge fir yeh hum
Chahenge ya na chahenge hum
Jeet-te hain adh adh adh ke hum
Fir-te hain fur fur fur se hum
Mil-te hain rom rom rom se hum
Chal-te hain dum dum dum se hum
Mehk-te gulzaron mein hum
Chamak-te sitaro mein hum
Dekh-te angaro mein hum
Lekhte hawao mein
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…
Hain qaatil apni rangat
Hain shatir apni sangat
Thodhe se hum hain diwaane
Yehi hain apni daulat
Toh karle sabse khilafat
Tu ban ja meri muhobbat
Jahan se lad jaunga
Mar jaunga main mastana
Toh shuru karu ishq badana
Jo kahe woh lage rab ko pana
Jo jale voh jale apna hain zamana…
Honge sang jo humara
Aasman ke yeh taare
Milenge tab tum-hum
Haan kar denge na na karenge hum
Jeet-te hain adh adh adh ke hum
Fir-te hain fur fur fur se hum
Mil-te hain rom rom rom se hum
Chal-te hain dum dum dum se hum
Mehk-te gulzaron mein hum
Chamak-te sitaro mein hum
Dekh-te angaro mein hum
Lekhte hawao mein
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…
Oh ye fiqrana…ye fiqrana…
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