dil ke sitam dekho dil ke zakham dekho
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil
jane kya kya karaye kai sapne dikhaye
jane kya kya karaye kai sapne dikhaye, bechaini badhaye
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil
chandni me jalaye asaman pe le jaye
chandni me jalaye asaman pe le jaye, phir zamin pe giraye
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil

dil banjara pyar ka mara hai avara
dil banjara pyar ka mara hai avara
ghadi ghadi tere shahar me
ghoome ghoome shaam-o-sahar me
dil banjara pyar ka mara hai avara
teri tadap teri kami din rat rahti hai, din rat rahti hai
yaad ka dhua aankho me nami barsat bahti hai, barsat bahti hai
dard saa sau baar deta hai
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil

tasveer me aaine me tu hi dikhta hai, tu hi dikhta hai
taqdeer me ye hasin sitam dil hi likhta hai, dil hi likhta hai
aashiqo pe vaar karta hai
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil
jane kya kya karaye kai sapne dikhaye, bechaini badhaye
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil
dil dil dil ye dil dil dil dil ye dil


lyrics typed by: neha gupta

Behold the heart's cruelties, the wounds it keeps,
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.
It conjures wonders, paints illusions bright,
Then floods the soul with restless, aching night.
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.

Bathed in moonlight, lifts to skies unknown,
Then casts you down, to earth, and leaves you prone.
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.

A nomad heart, love’s prisoner, adrift and lost,
A nomad heart, love’s prisoner, at any cost.
Through your city, it wanders, ever near,
Wandering through day and through the sphere.
A nomad heart, love’s prisoner, lost and found,
Your longing, your absence, all around.

Your ache, your lack, forever stay the same,
Memories like smoke, tears like a stormy rain,
A hundred pains are given.
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.

In every image, you, the only sight,
Upon the mirror, in the fading light.
Your cruel fate, your beautiful lies,
Written by this heart, under these skies.
Attacks the lovers.
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.

It conjures wonders, paints illusions bright,
Then floods the soul with restless, aching night.
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.
This heart, this heart, this heart, this heart.