samma pe parvana jalne se darta nahi
samma pe parvana jalne se darta nahi
jaan chali jaye magar, bach ke gujrta nahi
samma pe parvana jalne se darta nahi

yu to garjte hain sabhi, kaun barsata hain
kaun barasata
baat banane ka yaha, bas yahi rasta hain
bas yahi rasta hain
o marne ko kahte hain magar
marne ko kahte hain magar, koi bhi marta nahi
samma pe parvana jalne se darta nahi

jaan me tufaan ko kaha, laate hain dilwale
laate hain dilwale
khel pe maujo se gujar jate hain dilwale
jaate hain dilwale
o dar ke jo ruk jaya kabhi
dar ek jo ruk jaye kabhi, paar utarta nahi
samma pe parvana jalne se darta nahi

aaj se ham tere huye, chahe koi roke
chahe koi roke
hamne jo chaha tha wahi, baat rahi ho ke
baat rahi ho ke
o fir se agar dil na mile
fir se agar dil na mile, pyar sanwarta nahi
samma pe parvana jalne se darta nahi
samma pe parvana jalne se darta nahi

The moth to the flame, knows no fear of fire,
The moth to the flame, knows no fear of fire,
Though life may depart, it cannot retire,
The moth to the flame, knows no fear of fire.

All thunder, but who truly pours rain?
Who truly pours rain?
To craft words is the path, a familiar lane,
A familiar lane.
They speak of death, yet in the end,
Yet in the end, none truly die,
The moth to the flame, knows no fear of fire.

Into the heart of storms, the brave ones tread,
The brave ones tread,
Across the waves they dance, instead,
They dance, instead,
Those who falter in fear, alas,
In fear, alas, never cross the tide,
The moth to the flame, knows no fear of fire.

From this day forth, we are yours to keep,
Yours to keep, though others may weep,
What we desired, now ours to reap,
Ours to reap.
If hearts fail to meet again,
To meet again, love will not survive,
The moth to the flame, knows no fear of fire,
The moth to the flame, knows no fear of fire.