jab chahe aasma pe sidhiya laga lu
do char tare tod dalu
dariya me dubu dube suraj ko nikalu
ghar ki diwaro pe saja lu
jab chahe aasma pe sidhiya laga lu
do char tare tod dalu
dariya me dubu dube suraj ko nikalu
ghar ki diwaro pe saja lu
dil kare jo bhi jo bhi wo karta jau
dil kare dil ki bato me aau
dil kare dil ki masti se ji lu mai

jab chahe baadal ki patang mai bana lu
unche pahado pe uda lu
jitne bhi patte hai pedo pe mai gira lu
unpe mai pankhe latka lu
dil kare jo bhi jo bhi wo karta jau
dil kare dil ki bato me aau
dil kare dil ki masti se ji lu mai

rato ko jugnu ki mai roshni chura lunga
bijli jayegi to jaga lunga
phulo me jitne bhi hai rang nikalunga
man chaha pent kara lunga
rato ko jugnu ki mai roshni chura lunga
bijli jayegi to jaga lunga
phulo me jitne bhi hai rang nikalunga
man chaha pent kara lunga
jab chahe hawa pe mai rasta bana lu
uspe mai gadiya chala lu
mai to mahine ke bhi din so bana du
total mai sal ka badha du
dil kare jo bhi jo bhi wo karta jau
dil kare dil ki bato me aau
dil kare dil ki masti se ji lu mai

If I wished, stairs to the sky I'd climb,
A handful of stars, I'd pluck from time.
In oceans deep, the sunken sun reclaim,
Adorn my walls with its celestial flame.
If I wished, stairs to the sky I'd climb,
A handful of stars, I'd pluck from time.
In oceans deep, the sunken sun reclaim,
Adorn my walls with its celestial flame.
As my heart desires, that I will do,
To its whispers, my soul will bow through,
To live by its will, my life renew.

If I wished, a kite of cloud I'd weave,
On mountain peaks, its flight to cleave.
All leaves from trees, in gentle fall,
On them, a fan, to soothe and call.
As my heart desires, that I will do,
To its whispers, my soul will bow through,
To live by its will, my life renew.

At night, the fireflies' light I'd steal,
When power fails, their glow reveal.
From flowers, their hues, I would extract,
My heart's own colors, a painted pact.
At night, the fireflies' light I'd steal,
When power fails, their glow reveal.
From flowers, their hues, I would extract,
My heart's own colors, a painted pact.
If I wished, a path on wind I'd lay,
On it, my cars in joyous play.
The month's embrace, I'd make a hundred days,
And stretch the year in countless ways.
As my heart desires, that I will do,
To its whispers, my soul will bow through,
To live by its will, my life renew.