Mujhe dar nahi hai Duniya ka
dar nahi hai andere ka
dar nahi pyar mein kone ka ya
pyar mein ko kohne ka

Mujhe dar nahi ghum hone ka
mujhe dar nahi girne ka
mujhe dar nahi hai harne ka

Kyuki bhai, mujhe pata hai ki
jab zaroorat pade
aap kade honge mere baju iss duniya ke samne

Andere se aap bhi darte honge
par rahoje mere sath
mujhe darate hue ya pir mera majak udate hue

Jab pyar mein kohi hui main
gussa zaroor karte honge
par chedne ka mooka nahi chodoje

Jab pyar ko he koya
rahoge pass
thamke mera hath

Kabhi kabhi mein rasta bakat ke ghum ** jati hoon
teri gabrahat ** ya na ** teri baduri ki lambhi kisse me
par kisse ke akhar main
tum hamesha mujhe dond loge

Mujhe dar nahi hai Duniya ka
dar nahi hai andere ka
dar nahi pyar mein kone ka ya
pyar mein ko kohne ka

Mujhe dar nahi ghom hone ka
mujhe dar nahi girne ka
ya pir harne ka
kyuki bhai, aap har maane nahi diye mujhe.

Dard bhi kya sikandar hai.
Is ko na kisi ki fikar, na dar hai.
Jab yeh aata hai toh sab bhula deta hai.
Jo fateh karle toh kya ummeed kya khwahish hai.
Bas dard hi dard hai.
Dard se bachna hai.

Khushiyaan aati hai toh kisi na kisi dar ke saath.
Chhin jaane ka dar,
Nazar lag jaane ka dar,
Zyaada khush ** liye toh phir baad mein rone ka dar.

Lekin dard ko kis cheez ka dar?
Jis ka dar tha jab wohi aakar hum se lipat jaaye,
toh phir kis baat ka dar?

Kitni ajeeb baat hai,
aur yeh kaisa mazedaar rishta hai dard aur khushiyon ka.
Khushiyaan dard ka veham lekar aati hai,
toh dard ki inteha ek dhundla sa daawa khushiyon ka.

Lagta toh har kisi ko yahi hai, ke ab is dard se azaadi na mumkin hai.
Magar dard hi toh azaadi hai.
Yeh khaathma nahin.
Yeh toh khaatme ki shakal mein shuruwaat hai
----- ek nayi khushi ki, ek nayi tumhari.