dil to dil hai phul bhi toda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi
dil to dil hai phul bhi toda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi toda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi toda nahi hai hamne
par jhuthe yaro ko, lalach ke maro ko
daman ke kharo ko
tumse hazaro ko sikhlaye bin sabak
ha ha sikhlaye bin sabak, kabhi chhoda nahi hai hamne
sikhlaye bin sabak, kabhi chhoda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi

utni nafrat kar sakte hai karte hai jitna pyar
utni nafrat kar sakte hai karte hai jitna pyar
ha ham pyar ko tyaar hai, takrar ko tyaar
ham dusmano ke hai dusman, ham yaro ke hai yaar
hamdardi dil me pale, oro ke gum me jale
nek raste pe chale, ek raste pe chale
dil ko har ek mod, dil ko, dil ko har ek mod pe
moda nahi hai hamne
dil ko har ek mod pe moda nahi hai hamne
par bewafao ko, jhuthe dil rubao ko
katil adao ko, mukastim dagao ko
chakhaye bin maja ha chakhaye bin maja
chakhaye bin maja, kabhi ghar chhoda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi toda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi toda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi

kahne ki ye jagah nahi, sunna hai to suniye
kahne ki ye jagah nahi, sunna hai to suniye
husn dekhiye lekin koi jaal na buniye
maut jindagi dono me se ek ko chuniye
jisko bhi chahenge ham, chahte jayenge ham
usi ko sarahenge ham, hamesha nibhayenge ham
rishta chand roz ka, rishta chand roz ka
joda nahi hai hamne
rista chand roz ka joda nahi hai hamne
lekin nadano ko
husn ke diwano ko, tumse shaitaano ko
bhatke insano ko, laye bagair raah par
laye bagair raah par, laye bagair raah par
chhoda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi toda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi

gir jayega khud ki najro me sharminda rahega
gir jayega khud ki najro me sharminda rahega
koi dhokha dekar hamko kaise jinda rahega
yahi apna raha asul, yahi aayinda rahega
hamdardi dil me pale, oro ke gum me jale
nek raste pe chale, ek raste pe chale
dil ko har ek mod pe
dil ko har ek mod pe moda nahi hai hamne
dil ko har ek mod pe moda nahi hai hamne
magar jo niyat doli, jaba jo tumne kholi
abhi chal jayegi goli, yahi jal jayegi holi
dhokhebaj ko jinda, dhokhebaj ko jinda
dhokhebaj ko jinda chhoda nahi hai hamne
dhokhebaj ko jinda chhoda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi toda nahi hai hamne
dil to dil hai phul bhi

The heart, a heart, a flower left untorn,
The heart, a heart, a flower too.
Yet false companions, those consumed by greed,
The thorns that cling to robes, a thousand like you,
Without a lesson learned,
No, never have we left them, no,
Without a lesson learned,
Never have we left them, no.
The heart, a heart, a flower too.

As much as hate, we can, we do, with care,
Ready for love, prepared for every fight.
Foe to our foes, and friends to those who share,
Sympathy within our hearts, consumed by others' plight,
Upon the virtuous path, we walk as one,
The heart, at every turn, the heart,
Has never been bent, by none.

The heart, at every turn, has never bent,
But faithless lovers, with hearts of counterfeit,
With killer charm, and treacherous intent,
Without a taste of it,
Yes, without a taste,
Without a taste, we have not left their home,
The heart, a heart, a flower left untorn,
The heart, a heart, a flower too.

No place to speak, but if you listen, heed,
Behold the beauty, but weave no snare.
Choose one from death and life, in your need,
Whom we shall love, that love we will declare,
We will adore, and always we will keep,
A bond of fleeting days, a bond of fleeting days,
Has never been joined, so deep.

A bond of fleeting days, has never joined,
But fools,
Those drunk on beauty, those like devils,
Lost souls of humanity, to the true way,
Without bringing them to the path,
Without bringing them to the path,
We have never let them go,
The heart, at every turn, the heart, at every turn,
The heart, at every turn.

They’ll fall within their own gaze, ashamed they’ll dwell,
How will they live, deceiving us in lies?
This is our creed, and this shall always tell,
Sympathy within our hearts, consumed by others' sighs,
Upon the virtuous path, we walk as one,
The heart, at every turn,

The heart, at every turn, has never bent,
But if your intentions shift, your tongue betrays,
Bullets will fly, and Holi will be spent,
The deceiver, the deceiver,
The deceiver, we have not left alive,
The heart, at every turn, the heart, at every turn,
The heart, at every turn.