dil to hai bejuba, dil ki sunao na
baate jo dil me hai, hontho pe laao na
shaam ho ya shehar ho
dil me tum har pehar ho sathiya
palke jhukao na, nazre churao na
baate jo dil me hai, hontho pe laao na
khamoshi keh rahi hai
baat had se badh rahi hai sathiya

aapke aane ke aahat ko sunkar
kyun ye dhadak jata dil aksar
aapka aanchal jaaye jo chhukar
kyun ye behak jata dil aksar
apni sunnao na, kuchh to batao na
dil to hai bejuba, dil ki sunao na
shaam ho ya shehar ho
dil me tum har pehar ho sathiya
dil to hai bejuba, dil to hai bejuba

The heart, a mute oracle, bid its secrets bloom,
Whispers held within, now grace the lips' perfume.
Be it dusk or city's gleam,
In the heart's embrace, you teem, companion.
Do not lower your gaze, nor your eyes conceal,
Whispers held within, now the lips reveal.
Silence speaks, a truth profound,
Passion's tide, beyond the bound, companion.

Hearing your footsteps, the heart takes flight,
Why does it flutter, consumed by light?
As your veil brushes, a touch so near,
Why does it falter, consumed by fear?
Share your story, tell me your art,
The heart, a mute oracle, bid its secrets impart.
Be it dusk or city's gleam,
In the heart's embrace, you teem, companion.
The heart, a mute oracle, the heart, a mute guide.