dil apna aur prit parayi, kisne hai ye rit banayi
aandhi me ek dip jalaya, aur pani me aag lagayi
dil apna aur prit parayi, kisne hai ye rit banayi
dil apna

hai dard aisa ke sehna hain mushkil
duniya walo se kehna hain mushkil
ghir ke aaya hain tufan aisa
bach ke sahil pe rehna hain mushkil
ghir ke aaya hain tufan aisa
bach ke sahil pe rehna hain mushkil
dil apna aur prit parayi, kisne hai ye rit banayi
aandhi me ek dip jalaya, aur pani me aag lagayi
dil apna

dil ko sambhala na daman bachaya
failee jab aag tab hosh aaya
gam ke maare pukare kise hum
hum se bichhda hamara hi saya
gam ke maare pukare kise hum
hum se bichhda hamara hi saya
dil apna aur prit parayi, kisne hai ye rit banayi
aandhi me ek dip jalaya, aur pani me aag lagayi
dil apna

A heart that's mine, a love that's strange, who wove this weary, winding range?
A lamp lit in a tempest's rage, fire dancing on a watery stage.
A heart that's mine...

Such pain, a burden hard to bear, a secret I can't speak to share.
A storm descends, its fury vast, to stay from shore, a losing dare.
A storm descends, its fury vast, to stay from shore...
A heart that's mine, a love that's strange, who wove this weary, winding range?
A lamp lit in a tempest's rage, fire dancing on a watery stage.
A heart that's mine...

The heart unbound, the cloak unsaved, when flames arose, the soul enslaved.
To whom to cry, in grief's dark hour? Our own shadow, now estranged, depraved.
To whom to cry, in grief's dark hour? Our shadow...
A heart that's mine, a love that's strange, who wove this weary, winding range?
A lamp lit in a tempest's rage, fire dancing on a watery stage.
A heart that's mine...