dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga
dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga
raftaar dhadkano ki
kuchh hai jida juda
raftaar dhadkano ki
kuchh hai jida juda
andaj dhadkane ka
lekin ek sa
dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga
are re dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga

mahka hua roop tera
mast hai teri jwani
dil tera bas me nahi
mat kar kuchh nadani
hontho pe na magar
han tere dil me hai
kaise paas aau main
dil bagi mushkil men hai
dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga
are re dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga

khushbu tere tan ki udi
mahki teri tanahai
chhui mui hun chhu na mujhe
o bhavre harjaai
apno se kyu bhala
ye najar sharmai
dushman hai ye jaha
pyar ki na ho rushvai
haye dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga
ho dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga
raftaar dhadkano ki
kuchh hai jida juda
raftaar dhadkano ki
kuchh hai jida juda
andaj dhadkane ka
lekin ek sa
dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga
are re dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga
raftaar dhadkano ki
kuchh hai jida juda
raftaar dhadkano ki
kuchh hai jida juda
andaj dhadkane ka
lekin ek sa
dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga
are re dil tera dhadkane laga
dil mera dhadkane laga

Your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum,
Your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.
The rhythm of our pulses,
A difference unfolds,
The rhythm of our pulses,
A story to be told.
The language of our beating hearts,
Yet, a single, mirrored art.
Your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.
Oh, your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.

Your blossoming form,
Your youth, a vibrant haze,
Your heart, it knows no bound,
Avoid impulsive ways.
Your lips, a silent plea,
Yet your heart understands,
How to draw near, I seek,
When in love's demanding lands.
Your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.
Oh, your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.

The scent of you takes flight,
My solitude now blooms,
A touch-me-not, I am,
Oh, restless bee, that consumes.
Why does shyness bloom,
With those who are so near?
This world, a foe to love,
Let love be held so dear.
Ah, your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.
Oh, your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.
The rhythm of our pulses,
A difference unfolds,
The rhythm of our pulses,
A story to be told.
The language of our beating hearts,
Yet, a single, mirrored art.
Your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.
Oh, your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.
The rhythm of our pulses,
A difference unfolds,
The language of our beating hearts,
Yet, a single, mirrored art.
Your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.
Oh, your heart begins to drum,
My heart begins to drum.