khamoshi aashiqo ki hai zabaan, aankho se ho jati hai ye baya
yu chupke se pyar ho gaya, o janejaa o janejaa
khamoshi aashiqo ki hai zabaan, aankho se ho jati hai ye baya
yu chupke se pyar ho gaya, o janejaa o janejaa

raahe dil ki raahe manjil ko chalne lagi
rate meri rate dil me badlene lagi
raahe dil ki raahe manjil ko chalne lagi
rate meri rate dil me badlene lagi
tu hi meri hai aashiqi, tu hi meri diwanagi
tu hi meri hai jindgi o janejaa
khamoshi aashiqo ki hai zabaan, aankho se ho jati hai ye baya
yu chupke se pyar ho gaya, o janejaa o janejaa

gate man ye gate teri hi bate kare
gate man ki bate man tak na pahuche tere
gate man ye gate teri hi bate kare
gate man ki bate man tak na pahuche tere
kaisi hai ye jadugiri, dil me nayi hasrat jagi
saaz hai ab dosti o janejaa
khamoshi aashiqo ki hai zabaan, aankho se ho jati hai ye baya
yu chupke se pyar ho gaya, o janejaa o janejaa
khamoshi aashiqo ki hai zabaan, aankho se ho jati hai ye baya
yu chupke se pyar ho gaya, o janejaa o janejaa

Silence, the lover's tongue, a language of the soul,
Spoken through the eyes, making the story whole.
Love, a whisper in the heart, secretly takes flight,
Oh beloved, oh beloved, bathed in purest light.
Silence, the lover's tongue, a language of the soul,
Spoken through the eyes, making the story whole.
Love, a whisper in the heart, secretly takes flight,
Oh beloved, oh beloved, bathed in purest light.

Paths of the heart, begin to walk towards the goal,
My nights transform, as feelings take their toll.
Paths of the heart, begin to walk towards the goal,
My nights transform, as feelings take their toll.
You are my love, my only ecstasy,
You are my life, eternally. Oh beloved, so free.
Silence, the lover's tongue, a language of the soul,
Spoken through the eyes, making the story whole.
Love, a whisper in the heart, secretly takes flight,
Oh beloved, oh beloved, bathed in purest light.

My singing heart, sings only of your name,
My heart's sweet songs, to you, can never claim.
My singing heart, sings only of your name,
My heart's sweet songs, to you, can never claim.
What magic is this, a new longing takes hold,
Friendship is the music, a story to be told. Oh beloved, so bold.
Silence, the lover's tongue, a language of the soul,
Spoken through the eyes, making the story whole.
Love, a whisper in the heart, secretly takes flight,
Oh beloved, oh beloved, bathed in purest light.
Silence, the lover's tongue, a language of the soul,
Spoken through the eyes, making the story whole.
Love, a whisper in the heart, secretly takes flight,
Oh beloved, oh beloved, bathed in purest light.