ae ae ae mera dil churane wale
dhoke me nahi ham to aane wale
ae ae ae mera dil churane wale
ho ke rahegi chori
chahe dil ko tu kitna bacha le
ae ae ae mera dil churane wale
dhoke me nahi ham to aane wale

kaisa ye sama hai, jane dil kaha hai
kaisa ye sama hai, jane dil kaha hai
hai sama bahar ka, do dilo ke pyar ka
hai sama bahar ka, do dilo ke pyar ka
do gadi nigahe to mila le
ae ae ae mere dil churane wale
dhoke me nahi ham to aane wale

kyu hai bekarari, kya hai ye khumari
kyu hai bekarari, kya hai ye khumari
puchiye na kya hai ye, pyar ka nasha hai ye
puchiye na kya hai ye, pyar ka nasha hai ye
hosh me nahi hai aane wale
ae ae ae mere dil churane wale
dhoke me nahi ham to aane wale

Ah, ah, thief of my heart,
We are not fools, not meant to depart.
Ah, ah, thief of my heart,
Stealing's the fate,
Though you guard your love with all your art.
Ah, ah, thief of my heart,
We are not fools, not meant to depart.

What is this scene, where does the heart convene?
What is this scene, where does the heart convene?
A springtime bloom, of two hearts' perfume,
A springtime bloom, of two hearts' perfume.
Meet my eyes for a fleeting sheen.
Ah, ah, thief of my heart,
We are not fools, not meant to depart.

Why this unrest, what is this behest?
Why this unrest, what is this behest?
Do not ask, it is love's zest,
Do not ask, it is love's zest,
Lost to sense, by love possessed.
Ah, ah, thief of my heart,
We are not fools, not meant to depart.