ARIJIT SINGH – MAINE SOCHA KE CHURA LOON

Maine socha ke chura loon
Tere honthon ki yeh nami
Aur aise ke reh jaaye
Is chori mein na kami.

I thought of stealing this wetness of your lips,
And so on, to it perfectly.

Tere seene mein mera dil dhadke
Aur raat guzar jaaye
Meri awara si nazron ko
Shayad ghar mil jaaye.

My heart beats in your chest,
And the night passes on,
And my homeless eyes might get a home.

Maine socha ke chura loon
Tere honthon ki ye nami.

I did thought of stealing this wetness from your lips.

Reshmi zulfon ke jharne khol do
Pankhudi se labon ki kuch bol do.

Release the falls of your silky hair,
From the petal of lips say something.

Gardan ki is suraahi se
Kuch jaam chhalak jaaye
Meri aawaara si nazron ko
Shayad ghar mil jaaye.

From this flask alike neck of yours,
A drink would spill-out,
And my loafer eyes might find a house.

Maine socha ke chura loon
Tere honthon ki yeh nami.

Kuch kaho na abhi
Hone do gunaah
Jism ko tum mere
Khud mein do panaah.

Don’t say anything now, let it be,
Let my body nest into yours.

Koi chor hawa do jismon se
Ho kar na guzar jaaye.

No wind would pass through these two bodies.

Meri awaara si nazron ko
Shayad ghar mil jaaye.

Maine socha ke chura loon
Tere honthon ki yeh nami
Aur aise ke reh jaaye
Iss chori mein na kami.