ham banzaro ki bat mat puchho ji
ham banzaro ki bat mat puchho ji
jo pyar kiya toh pyar kiya, jo nafrat ki toh nafrat ki
achha yeh bat hai toh phir aayenge
achha yeh bat hai toh phir aayenge
ham tere pyar ko aazmayenge, ham banjaro ki bat mat puchho ji
jo pyar kiya toh pyar kiya, jo nafrat ki toh nafrat ki

ham dil nahi dete, ham jan dete hain
ham dil nahi lete, ham jan lete hain
yeh dushamni hain tum dosti naa samjho
dil ki lagi hain tum dillagi naa samjho
dil ke maro ki bat mat puchho ji
dil ke maro ki bat mat puchho ji
jo pyar kiya toh pyar kiya, jo nafrat ki toh nafrat ki

yeh toh hai banzare yeh tum kaho pyare
kya ho jab tadap ke dil dil ko pukare
sar hath peh rakh ke, sathi purane aaye
jo dekhte ho woh yar ko ley jaye
sacche yaro ki bat mat puchho ji
sacche yaro ki bat mat puchho ji
jo pyar kiya toh pyar kiya, jo nafrat ki soh nafrat ki

tum jo kehte ho, ham woh karte hain
ham jo karte hain, tum woh kehte ho
ek sharth rakh lo, mango javani de de
kafi nahi yeh, yeh zindagani de de
tum dildaro ki bat mat puchho ji
tum dildaro ki bat mat puchho ji
jo pyar kiya toh pyar kiya, jo nafrat ki soh nafrat ki
ham banzaro ki bat mat puchho ji
ham banzaro ki bat mat puchho ji
jo pyar kiya, jo pyar kiya
toh pyar kiya, toh pyar kiya
jo nafrat ki toh nafrat ki

Ask not of us, the wanderers,
Ask not of us, the wanderers.
If love, then love, a burning fire,
If hate, then hate, consuming ire.
If this is so, then we will come,
If this is so, we shall become
The test of your love, we shall embrace,
Ask not of us, our wandering space.
If love, then love, a boundless sea,
If hate, then hate, eternally.

We give no heart, we give our soul,
We take no heart, we take our toll.
This is not jest, but bitter strife,
Not fleeting games, but taking life.
Ask not of those, whose hearts are slain,
Ask not of those, who feel the pain.
If love, then love, a truth to keep,
If hate, then hate, a slumber deep.

These are the wanderers, you proclaim,
What when the heart cries out in flame?
Old comrades come, heads in their hands,
While all observe, the lover stands.
Ask not of friends, whose hearts are true,
Ask not of those, who see us through.
If love, then love, a sacred art,
If hate, then hate, a shattered heart.

You say the words, we make them real,
We do the deeds, that you reveal.
Set any price, we give our youth,
Not this alone, but all our truth.
Ask not of those, who give their all,
Ask not of those, who heed the call.
If love, then love, a vibrant hue,
If hate, then hate, forever new.
Ask not of us, the wanderers,
Ask not of us, the wanderers.
If love, if love, a fervent plea,
Then love, then love, eternally.
If hate, then hate, eternally.