dil se hai pyara jiska ishara dil hai usi ka diwana
dil se hai pyara jiska ishara dil hai usi ka diwana
chand sitare jis par vare pyar hai uska najrana
dil se hai pyara jiska ishara dil hai usi ka diwana

dekh ke jiska jalva chadhta suraj pani bharta hai
ha suraj pani bharta hai aasman bhi uske aage
jhuk kar sajde karta hai ha jhuk kar sajde karta hai
mast hawaye jab laharaye gaye usi ka afsana
dil se hai pyara jiska ishara dil hai usi ka diwana

vo jo baho me aan mile to shokh bahare sharmaye
ha shokh bahare sharmaye bhule se jo hans de to
phulo ko pasine aa jaye phulo ko pasine aa jaye
hosh uda ja samne aa ja aap se kyu hai begana

dil se hai pyara jiska ishara dil hai usi ka diwana
chand sitare jis par vare pyar hai uska najrana
dil se hai pyara jiska ishara dil hai usi ka diwana

Whose gesture, cherished by the heart, the heart's own madness knows,
Whose gesture, cherished by the heart, the heart's own madness knows.
Stars and moons, in reverence, offer love, a gift that overflows,
Whose gesture, cherished by the heart, the heart's own madness knows.

Beholding whom, the rising sun bows low, its brilliance takes its toll,
Yes, the sun bows low, and with humility, the heavens themselves extol,
In humble prostration, they bow low, a story of the soul.
When breezes dance and sway, they sing his tale, to take control,
Whose gesture, cherished by the heart, the heart's own madness knows.

When in his arms, the seasons shy away, the blossoms blush and fade,
Yes, the seasons shy, and with a smile, the flowers begin to cascade,
The flowers cascade, and in that moment, the self is betrayed,
Lost to self, come forth, and cast aside, the stranger in parade,

Whose gesture, cherished by the heart, the heart's own madness knows,
Stars and moons, in reverence, offer love, a gift that overflows,
Whose gesture, cherished by the heart, the heart's own madness knows.