ho dil ki tamanna thi masti me
mazil se bhi dur nikalate
apana bhi koi sathi hota
apana bhi koi sathi hota
ham bhi bahakate chalate-chalate
ho dil ki tamanna thi masti me
mazil se bhi dur nikalate
apana bhi koi sathi hota
ham bhi bahakate chalate-chalate
ho dil ki tamanna

hote kahin ham aur tum
khwaabon ki rangin vaadi me gum
hote kahin ham aur tum
khwaabon ki rangin vaadi me gum
fir un khvabo ki vaadi se
uthate aankhe malte malte
dil ki tamanna thi masti me
mazil se bhi dur nikalate
apana bhi koi sathi hota
ham bhi bahakate chalate-chalate
ho dil ki tamanna

hansti jami gaate gagan
chalte najaare chalte jo ham
hansti jami gaate gagan
chlte najaare chalte jo ham
rukte ham to ruk ruk jaata
dhalta surat dhalte dhalte
ho dil ki tamanna thi masti me
mazil se bhi dur nikalate
apana bhi koi sathi hota
ham bhi bahakate chalate-chalate
ho dil ki tamanna

aur shaam-e-gam bankar agar
dukh ke andhere karte safar
aur shaam-e-gam bankar agar
dukh ke andhere karte safar
raahon ki dipak ban jaate
pyar bhahre dil jalte jalte
ho dil ki tamanna thi masti me
mazil se bhi dur nikalate
apana bhi koi sathi hota
ham bhi bahakate chalate-chalate
ho dil ki tamanna

The heart, a longing in a drunken spree,
To wander far beyond the distant goal.
If only we had a companion, to decree,
We too would stumble, losing all control.
The heart, a longing...

We, somewhere, you and I, so free,
Lost in a valley, painted, dream-made whole.
We, somewhere, you and I, you see,
From those dream-valleys, we'd rise, soul.
Then, from those dreams, we'd rise and rub our eyes,
The heart, a longing in a drunken spree,
To wander far beyond the distant goal.
If only we had a companion, to decree,
We too would stumble, losing all control.
The heart, a longing...

The smiling earth, the singing sky,
The sights would dance as we go, free.
The smiling earth, the singing on high,
The sights would dance for you and me.
If we had paused, the day would pause,
The setting sun would wane with me,
The heart, a longing in a drunken spree,
To wander far beyond the distant goal.
If only we had a companion, to decree,
We too would stumble, losing all control.
The heart, a longing...

And if a mournful evening, deep in woe,
Through sorrows' shadows, we were to stride,
And if a mournful, shadowed evening go,
We’d be the lamps to light the path, provide,
With hearts ablaze, consumed by love's bright fire,
The heart, a longing in a drunken spree,
To wander far beyond the distant goal.
If only we had a companion, to decree,
We too would stumble, losing all control.
The heart, a longing...