Today we must dance, O' Saaqi.
Today we have need of two glasses, old friend.

I have brought with me
the wine of gods you see.
All that remains now
is for us to drown in this sea.

We must loose ourselves, old friend.
We must empty our souls in these cups, O' Saaqi.

muhabbat ka faham jana tou dil ro para
yay kaisa ilm hai kay jiss raah gya wahan shor para

yay dekho kon hai saaqi jo chala aa raha hai khaali hath
naan mayy hai naan masti, naan may kadday ka shoor para

zamana saaz tha, par sakoot main raha umar bhar
magar roze hashar yay kuen aur kaisa shaur para

aur phir jab dill tota, aur ishq ki baazi haar gya
wo shaksh murjha gya aur hanstay hanstay phir ro para