chaahat hai kyaa kyaa pataa sangdil ko
chaahat hai kyaa kyaa pataa sangdil ko
kisi din divaane se divaane dil ko
ho jaata hai ye pyaar, ho jaata hai ye pyaar
kiyaa nahi jaata
ho jaata hai ye pyaar kiyaa nahi jaata
chaahat hai kyaa kyaa pataa sangdil ko
kisi din divaane se divaane dil ko
ho jaata hai ye pyaar, ho jaata hai ye pyaar
kiyaa nahi jaata
ho jaata hai ye pyaar kiyaa nahi jaata

kis mod pe kaun kis ko milegaa
kisko hai iski khabar
naa jaane kab kiski nazaro kaa jaadu
kar jaaye kispe asar
ho jaata hai ikraar kiyaa nahi jaata
ho jaata hai ye pyaar kiyaa nahi jaata
chaahat hai kyaa kyaa pataa sangdil ko
kisi din divaane se divaane dil ko

bhavre ko gulshan me ik gul pe marna
mandrana uspe use pyaar karnaa
kaliyo kaa shabnam se milke nikharnaa
geeto kaa sargam se milke sanvarna
parvaane ka shamma ke saath jalnaa
majnu kaa lailaa se marke bhi milnaa
kisse to hai beshumaar kahaa nahi jaata
ho jaata hai ye pyaar kiyaa nahi jaata
chaahat hai kyaa kyaa pataa sangdil ko
kisi din divaane se divaane dil ko
ho jaata hai ye pyaar, ho jaata hai ye pyaar
kiyaa nahi jaata
ho jaata hai ye pyaar kiyaa nahi jaata

What the heart desires, the heart of stone won't know,
What the heart desires, the heart of stone won't know,
Until a day the heart, wild and free, will glow.
Love happens this way, love happens this way,
It cannot be willed, it cannot be made to stay.
Love happens this way, it cannot be made to stay.

On what turn, who meets whom,
Who knows the turning of fate's decree?
When, from whose eyes, a magic bloom,
Falls, and where it falls, for all to see?
Confession arrives, it cannot be willed,
Love happens this way, it cannot be stilled.
What the heart desires, the heart of stone won't know,
Until a day the heart, wild and free, will glow.

The bee to a rose, on one bloom to die,
To hover around it, to love it's sigh,
The dew to the petals, in beauty to lie,
The song to the notes, as the notes fly,
The moth to the flame, where shadows lie,
Majnu to Laila, beyond the sky.
Tales abound, but the words cannot start,
Love happens this way, it tears us apart.
What the heart desires, the heart of stone won't know,
Until a day the heart, wild and free, will glow.
Love happens this way, love happens this way,
It cannot be willed, it cannot be made to stay.
Love happens this way, it cannot be made to stay.