jawaan dil mein ho jine ki umang
uske sang ho dil mein pyar ki tarang
jawaan dil mein ho jine ki umang
uske sang ho dil mein pyar ki tarang
har dil mein hai khuda ka hi rang
dil se khele jo hogi usse apni jung
dil se mat khel

jawaan dil mein ho jine ki umang
uske sang ho dil mein pyar ki tarang
har dil mein hai khuda ka hi rang
dil se khele jo hogi usse apni jung
dil se mat khel

sheeshe ki tarah dil hota hai socho na
jhuthe pyar se dil kisi ka todo na
jawaan dil mein ho jine ki umang
uske sang ho dil mein pyar ki tarang
har dil mein hai khuda ka hi rang
dil se khele jo hogi usse apni jung
dil se mat khel

dil bada kamsin hota hai
dil roye to rab rota hai
dil khuda ka ghar hota hai
dil se kabhi mat khel
jawaan dil mein ho jine ki umang
uske sang ho dil mein pyar ki tarang
har dil mein hai khuda ka hi rang
dil se khele jo hogi usse apni jung
dil se mat khel

jisko chahe de de dil par soch le
sachche pyar se ho sake to dil jeet le
dil se kabhi mat khel
dil se mat khel
dil se mat khel
dil se mat khel
dil se mat khel

In a young heart, the fire of life's desire,
With it, love's tides, a passionate pyre.
In a young heart, the fire of life's desire,
With it, love's tides, a passionate pyre.
In every heart, God's hue, a sacred dye,
Wrestle the heart, and your own soul will die.
Do not play with hearts.

In a young heart, the fire of life's desire,
With it, love's tides, a passionate pyre.
In every heart, God's hue, a sacred dye,
Wrestle the heart, and your own soul will die.
Do not play with hearts.

A heart, like glass, fragile and clear,
Do not shatter another's heart with lies, my dear.
In a young heart, the fire of life's desire,
With it, love's tides, a passionate pyre.
In every heart, God's hue, a sacred dye,
Wrestle the heart, and your own soul will die.
Do not play with hearts.

The heart, so tender, vulnerable and meek,
When the heart weeps, the Divine does speak.
The heart, God's temple, a hallowed space,
Never dare to play, desecrate its grace.
In a young heart, the fire of life's desire,
With it, love's tides, a passionate pyre.
In every heart, God's hue, a sacred dye,
Wrestle the heart, and your own soul will die.
Do not play with hearts.

Whom you choose, bestow your heart, reflect,
With true love's light, a soul you can protect.
Never dare to play with hearts.
Do not play with hearts.
Do not play with hearts.
Do not play with hearts.
Do not play with hearts.