aate jate jo milta hai tumsa lagta hai
aate jate jo milta hai tumsa lagta hai
ham toh pagal ho jayenge aisa lagta hai
o tere pyar me tere intjar me
o tere pyar me tere intjar me

divanepan ki yeh inteha hai chehro me kya hai chehra teraa
tere siva ham soche bhi kise yado ke har pal pehra teraa
yade basi hai jano sanam kehna hamara mano sanam
hamse puchho tanha rehna kaisa lagta hai
ham toh pagal ho jayenge aisa lagta hai
o tere pyar me tere intjar me
o tere pyar me tere intjar me

yeh aashiqi bhi aisa nasha hai jab yeh lage toh chhute nahi
nadan dilon kaa hai aisa nata tode sabhi toh tute nahi
jisne kaha yeh sach hi kaha bhule kabhi naa pehli dafa
tumse milna baten karna achchha lagta hai
ham toh pagal ho jayenge aisa lagta hai
o tere pyar me tere intjar me
o tere pyar me tere intjar me

ji chahta hai julfo ke niche yuhi hamesha soye rahe
bas tumko dekhein bas tumko chahe khwabon me yuhi khoye rahe
tumse mili hai jabse najar hamko nahi hai kuchh bhi khabar
abb toh hamko afsana bhi sachcha lagta hai
ham toh pagal ho jayenge aisa lagta hai
aate jate jo milta hai tumsa lagta hai
ham toh pagal ho jayenge aisa lagta hai
o tere pyar me tere intjar me
o tere pyar me tere intjar me

Each passing face, a fleeting glimpse of you,
Each coming soul, a phantom, true.
Madness nears, a siren's call,
In love's embrace, I fear to fall.
In your love, in waiting's keep,
In your love, my soul takes sleep.

This madness blooms, a fever bright,
Faces blur, your form, my light.
Whom to dream of, save only you?
Memories’ watch, forever true.
Your thoughts reside, my life's own plea,
Oh, listen, love, and turn to me.
Ask me now, this lonely plight,
Madness nears, consuming light.
In your love, in waiting's keep,
In your love, my soul takes sleep.

This love's a wine, its tendrils bind,
Once tasted, leaves no peace of mind.
A bond of hearts, a fragile thread,
That, though broken, cannot be dead.
Who spoke the truth, this timeless art?
Never forget the first, sweet start.
To meet with you, your words to share,
Feels so good, beyond compare.
Madness nears, a siren's call,
In your love, I fear to fall.
In your love, in waiting's keep,
In your love, my soul takes sleep.

I long to rest, beneath your hair,
Forever lost within your care.
To gaze on you, and you alone,
In dreams to wander, heaven-blown.
Since first our eyes did meet and see,
No world exists, save you and me.
Now fables bloom, and truth takes hold,
Madness nears, a story told.
Each passing face, a fleeting glimpse of you,
Madness nears, a phantom, true.
In your love, in waiting's keep,
In your love, my soul takes sleep.