deewana ye parwana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana
deewana ye parwana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana
jaan jalaye sukh paaye jalne mein mazaa aaye
jaan jalaye sukh paaye jalne mein mazaa aaye
jalne ke dhang nirale samjhe kya duniya wale
ishq tera afasana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana
deewana parwana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana
deewana parwana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana

parwane ke pankh jalake shamma bhi pachhtaye
parwane ke pankh jalake shamma bhi pachhtaye
yaad mein parwane ki subah tak jaan jalaye
ho o, khel nahi dil ka lagana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana
ye deewana ye parwana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana
ye deewana ye parwana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana

jalne jalane mein kahani hain pyar ki
mitne mitaane mein jawani hain pyar ki
pyar mein marna ho jeene ka bahana
shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana
ye deewana ye parwana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana
ye deewana ye parwana shamma pe aaya leke dil ka nazarana

A moth, a madman, drawn to the flame,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.
A moth, a madman, drawn to the flame,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.

Burning life, finding bliss,
In the fire's sweet kiss.
Burning life, finding bliss,
In the fire's sweet kiss.
The burning's ways, a world apart,
The world, it cannot grasp the heart.
Your love, a tale, to the flame it came,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.
A moth, a madman, drawn to the flame,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.
A moth, a madman, drawn to the flame,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.

The flame, it weeps, when the moth is ash,
Wings consumed, a mournful crash.
The flame, it weeps, when the moth is ash,
Wings consumed, a mournful crash.
In the moth's memory, the dawn it sighs,
Burning till the morning, beneath the skies.
Oh, love is not a game, to the flame it came,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.
This moth, this madman, to the flame it came,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.
This moth, this madman, to the flame it came,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.

In burning, a story, love's decree,
In fading, youth, for all to see.
To die in love, the reason to be,
To the flame it came, to eternity.
This moth, this madman, to the flame it came,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.
This moth, this madman, to the flame it came,
Bearing the heart, a gift to the name.