ik aur badhne lage jo ik dor bandhne lage jo
ik shor karne lage jo do dil
ik chaal chalne lage jab ik dhaal dhalne lage jab
ik thaal chakhne lage jab do dil
judne lage lage do dilon ke jab kinaare udne lage
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade

ho dil pe jo bhi bair beeta
dil pe jo bhi bair beeta teri khari pe waar diya
jal jala kar jo bhi jeeta tere pyar pe haar diya
hamko khud me shamil karle ab to khud ke kabil karle
rang tumhare ram jayenge sang tumhare san jaayenge
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade

ho seele seele sapne apne
seele seele sapne apne pyaar ki dhup se sokhenge
neele naino ki do nehre dil ke baandh se rokenge
khaak se khwaabo ko bunn le raakh se bhi khushiya chun le
bhujte jalte chalte jaaye girte uthte bhadte jaye
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade

ik aur badhne lage hai ik dor bandhne lage hai
ik shor karne lage hai do dil ik chaal chalne lage hai
ik dhaal dhalne lage hai ik thaal chakne lage hai do dil
judne lage lage do dilon ke jab kinaare udne lage
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade
ishaqzaade ishaqzaade ishaqzaade

Two souls, entwined, a single thread,
A growing noise, a whispered dread,
Two hearts in step, as shadows fade,
One plate they taste, a love displayed.
They merge, where shores once stood apart,
And Ishqzaade rise, with wings of heart.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.

On hearts that bore the ancient strife,
I wagered all, on your sweet life.
Through fires fierce, I found my gain,
And lost to love, to ease the pain.
Embrace me, bind me to your core,
And make me worthy, evermore.
Your hues will blend, our spirits bright,
And Ishqzaade soar into the light.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.

Our dreams, once soaked in tears of old,
Shall dry in love's warm sun, so bold.
Two rivers, eyes of deepest blue,
Will dam the heart, and see us through.
From dust, we'll weave a vibrant dream,
And glean joy from ash's gleam.
As we stumble, rise, and onward tread,
The Ishqzaade dance above the dead.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.

Two souls, entwined, a single thread,
A growing noise, the words are said,
Two hearts in step, as shadows fade,
One plate they taste, a love displayed.
They merge, where shores once stood apart,
And Ishqzaade rise, with wings of heart.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.
Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade, Ishqzaade.