man pagle svapn dikhaye
man jhuthe dip jalaye
man pagle svapn dikhaye
dipk ki lo jhum rahi hai
andhiyari muh chum rahi hai
dipk ki lo jhum rhi hai
andhiyari muh chum rahi hai
bhor ke hote hote hi aankhe
bhor ke hote hote hi aankhe
sisak sisak bhujh jaye
man pagle svapn dikhaye
man jhuthe dip jalaye
man pagle svapn dikhaye

jharna pathar tod ke nikale
sagar me kho jaye
rat ke aansu mang me bhar ke
bholi kali muskaye
jharna pathar tod ke nikale
sagar me kho jaye
rat ke aansu mang me bhar ke
bholi kali muskaye
ab kaun ise samjhaye
man pagle svapn dikhaye
man jhuthe dip jalaye
man pagle svapn dikhaye

kiska jiwan kiska sapna
kaun hua hai jag me apna
kiska jiwan kiska sapna
kaun hua hai jag me apna
raat gyi chhati hai sabanam
phul se prem rachaye
raat gyi chhati hai sabanam
phul se prem rachaye
ye sapna tut na jaye
man pagle svapn dikhaye

The heart, a fool, paints visions bright,
And lights false lamps within the night.
The heart, a fool, paints visions bright.

The flame of lamps begins to sway,
As darkness kisses it, to stay.
The flame of lamps begins to sway,
As darkness kisses it, to stay.
As dawn arrives, before the light,
Before the dawn, the eyes take flight,
And weep, and weep, and fade away.
The heart, a fool, paints visions bright,
And lights false lamps within the night.
The heart, a fool, paints visions bright.

The stream that breaks the stone's embrace,
Then melts within the ocean's space.
The stream that breaks the stone's embrace,
Then melts within the ocean's space.
The night's tears, filling a parted hair,
A naive bud, a smile to share.
The night's tears, filling a parted hair,
A naive bud, a smile to share.
Who now can soothe, who now can mend?
The heart, a fool, paints visions bright,
And lights false lamps within the night.
The heart, a fool, paints visions bright.

Whose life is this? Whose dream to keep?
Who truly loves within the deep?
Whose life is this? Whose dream to keep?
Who truly loves within the deep?
The night departs, the dew descends,
And love with flowers now transcends.
The night departs, the dew descends,
And love with flowers now transcends.
That this dream never falls to dust.
The heart, a fool, paints visions bright,
And lights false lamps within the night.
The heart, a fool, paints visions bright.