dilwaale dildaar ki baate karte hai
hum matwaale pyar ki baate karte hai
baithe hai nigaaho par pahre
baithe hai nigaaho par pahre
phir bhi hum didaar ki baate karte hai
ha hum karte hai
dilwaale dildaar ki baate karte hai
hum matwaale pyar ki baate karte hai

koi nahi humdard yaha lachaaro ka
aisa hi dastur hai in baajaaro ka
koi nahi humdard yaha lachaaro ka
aisa hi dastur hai in baajaaro ka
tooti kashti tufaan bhaari
tooti kashti tufaan bhaari
us par bhi patwaar ki baate baate karte hai
ha hum karte hai
dilwaale dildaar ki baate karte hai
hum matwaale pyar ki baate karte hai

duniya ne phir naachane pe majboor kiya
aag pe chalna humne bhi manjur kiya
duniya ne phir naachane pe majboor kiya
aag pe chalna humne bhi manjur kiya
pairo me chhaale nag par nagame
pairo me chhaale nag par nagame
kaanto pe guldaar ki baate karte hai
ha hum karte hai
dilwaale dildaar ki baate karte hai
hum matwaale pyar ki baate karte hai
baithe hai nigaaho par pahre
baithe hai nigaaho par pahre
phir bhi hum didaar ki baate karte hai
ha hum karte hai
dilwaale dildaar ki baate karte hai
hum matwaale pyar ki baate karte hai

Lovers speak of the beloved's heart,
We, intoxicated, speak of love's art.
Though watchful eyes hold us in thrall,
Though watchful eyes hold us in thrall,
We still of union's light impart.
Yes, we do impart,
Lovers speak of the beloved's heart,
We, intoxicated, speak of love's art.

No solace for the helpless found,
Such is the law in markets bound.
No solace for the helpless found,
Such is the law in markets bound.
A broken boat in storms we face,
A broken boat in storms we face,
Yet of the oar, our words resound.
Yes, we resound,
Lovers speak of the beloved's heart,
We, intoxicated, speak of love's art.

The world compels us now to dance,
Through fire's embrace, we take our chance.
The world compels us now to dance,
Through fire's embrace, we take our chance.
Blisters bloom, on melodies we tread,
Blisters bloom, on melodies we tread,
Amidst the thorns, of roses glance.
Yes, we glance,
Lovers speak of the beloved's heart,
We, intoxicated, speak of love's art.
Though watchful eyes hold us in thrall,
Though watchful eyes hold us in thrall,
We still of union's light impart.
Yes, we do impart,
Lovers speak of the beloved's heart,
We, intoxicated, speak of love's art.