nafarat karane vaalo ke sine me pyaar bhar du
nafarat karane vaalo ke sine me pyaar bhar du
are mai vo paravaanaa hun patthar ko mom kar du
nafarat karane vaalo ke sine me pyaar bhar dun

(phir aap kyaa hai? hai?
aakhir to phul hai, faulaad nahi hai
are, bulabul hai kisi baag ke, saiyaad nahi hai!)

bulabul ke tadapane se saiyaad pighalataa hai
bulabul ke tadapane se saiyaad pighalataa hai
aaho me asar ho to faulaad pighalataa hai
faulaad ke bhi dil me ulafat ki aag bhar dun
are mai vo paravaanaa hun patthar ko mom kar dun
nafarat karane vaalo ke sine me pyaar bhar dun

sharm-o-haya kaa pardaa dushvaar nahi hai
aji halkaa saa ik parada hai divaar nahi hai
aanchal ki ye divaar to divaar nahi hai
aanchal ki ye divaar to divaar nahi hai
phir aap ke bhi dil me inkaar nahi hai
inkaar jin labo me iqaraar uname bhar du
are mai vo paravaanaa hun patthar ko mom kar du
nafarat karane vaalo ke sine me pyaar bhar du

ham vo hai
zindagi me kabhi saatha naa chhod ege
thaamege agar haath to phir haath naa chhod ege
ham haath naa chhod ege, tufaa se kinaaro tak
ham haath naa chhod ege, tufaa se kinaaro tak
ham saath naa chhod ege, dharati se sitaaro tak
chaahata ke sitaaro se, dharati ki maang bhar du
are mai vo paravaanaa hun patthar ko mom kar du
nafarat karane vaalo ke, sine me pyaar bhar du
are mai vo paravaanaa hun patthar ko mom kar du
nafarat karane vaalo ke, sine me pyaar bhar du

I shall fill the hearts of haters with love,
I, a moth, shall melt the stone above,
I shall fill the hearts of haters with love.

(Then what are you, oh, what are you?
Just a flower, not forged of steel, it's true,
A nightingale of a garden, not a hunter!)

The hunter melts with the nightingale's sorrow,
If sighs have effect, then steel will borrow,
Love's fire, in the heart of steel, I'll sow,
I, a moth, shall melt the stone above,
I shall fill the hearts of haters with love.

The veil of shame and modesty, a simple thing,
Not a wall, just a veil that the light can bring,
This wall of the veil, it's not a thing to fear,
Then, in your heart, denial will disappear,
In the lips that deny, I'll sow the vow,
I, a moth, shall melt the stone above,
I shall fill the hearts of haters with love.

We are those who,
In life, will never let go,
If we hold your hand, we will not let go,
We will not let go, from the storm to the shore,
We will not let go, from earth to the stars that soar,
With stars of desire, I'll fill the earth's core,
I, a moth, shall melt the stone above,
I shall fill the hearts of haters with love,
I, a moth, shall melt the stone above,
I shall fill the hearts of haters with love.