ham hai dil jale ham manchale, sapno ke piche jo chale
ha thode bure thode bale, masti ke leke kafile
chahat jawan jawan dhunde yaha waha
ke jaane jo dil ke apni juban
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala

jaye jidar ko udar ko hi raste bane
ham to hawao se pani se behte chale
yara rahe na kisi ki bhi chahat koi
haye jo dil me juban se vo kehte chale
ye dil jawa jawa ke manjil yaha kaha
ke jaaye jo dil ki apne suna
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala

jana hame hai sitaro se aage kahi
aisa lage ke jamin pe to manjil nahi
chahe agar to aasman ko chhu lenge ham
aisa hame hai irado pe apne yakin
soche jawan jawan chahe koi yaha
ke jaane dil ke apni jubaan
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala

ham hai dil jale ham manchale, sapno ke piche jo chale
ha thode bure thode bhale, masti ke leke kafile
chahat jawan jawan dhunde yaha waha
ke jaane jo dil ke apni juban
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala
dil ka haal sune dilwala

We are the heart-scorched, the wanderers, chasing dreams,
A bit flawed, a bit blessed, with caravans of gleams.
Youthful longing, searching here and there,
For one who knows the language of the heart's despair.
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears.

Where we go, paths are made anew,
With winds and waters, our journey true.
Friend, leave no longing to bind,
What the heart speaks, the tongue will find.
This heart, ever young, where is its home?
For one who whispers, where the heart may roam.
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears.

We must journey past the stars' bright grace,
For on this earth, there is no resting place.
If we desire, the heavens we will seize,
In our resolve, we find our ease.
Young thoughts, young wishes, whatever may arise,
For one who knows the language of our eyes.
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears.

We are the heart-scorched, the wanderers, chasing dreams,
A bit flawed, a bit blessed, with caravans of gleams.
Youthful longing, searching here and there,
For one who knows the language of the heart's despair.
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears,
The heart's tale, the heart-dweller hears.