ye kaisa mod hai rukna na chahe man
pichhe mudna bhi mushkil
jaane lekin na mane man
aankho me tufa swaalo ka
dil me jawabo ki pyaas
laakh pukare parchhaiya
mujhe chalna hai suraj ke sath
aaja sanam us ujaale ko chhu le
soche tu kya
mere hatho me likha chalna akele
to mujhe kar de vida
jaane kya mujhko bulaaye
kya hai jo khinch le jaye
jaane kya mujhko bulaaye
kya hai jo khinch le jaye
ek tirkit si man me, ek turnum sa dil me
ek tirkit si man me, ek turnum sa dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me

ye kaisa mod hai rukna na chahe man
pichhe mudna bhi mushkil
jaane lekin na mane man
aankho me tufa swaalo ka
dil me jawabo ki pyaas
laakh pukare parchhaiya
mujhe chalna hai suraj ke sath
jaane kya mujhko bulaaye
kya hai jo khinch le jaye, koi bolo
kya hai jo khinch le jaye
ek tirkit si man me, ek turnum sa dil me
ek tirkit si man me, ek turnum sa dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
chalte jaao, chalte jaao

jaane kya mujhko bulaaye
kya hai jo khinch le jaye
its a beat in may brain
its a rythm in my soul
its a beat in may brain
its a rythm in my soul
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
tirkit man me, turnum dil me
chalte jana, chalte jana

What turning point is this, where the heart refuses to rest,
Turning back, a mountain to climb,
Though it knows not, the heart persists.
A storm of questions in the eyes,
A thirst for answers within the breast,
Though shadows beckon, calling my name,
With the sun, I choose to be blessed.
Come, beloved, touch that light,
Why do you ponder, delay, or resist?
If destiny's hand decrees I walk alone,
Then bid me farewell, and let me be dismissed.
What is it that calls to me?
What pulls me onward, urging me to roam?
What is it that calls to me?
What pulls me onward, away from home?

A rhythm within the mind, a melody in the heart,
A rhythm within the mind, a melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart.

What turning point is this, where the heart refuses to rest,
Turning back, a mountain to climb,
Though it knows not, the heart persists.
A storm of questions in the eyes,
A thirst for answers within the breast,
Though shadows beckon, calling my name,
With the sun, I choose to be blessed.
What is it that calls to me?
What pulls me onward, someone say,
What is it that calls to me, tell me
What pulls me onward, today?
A rhythm within the mind, a melody in the heart,
A rhythm within the mind, a melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart.
Keep walking, keep walking, onward you must go

What is it that calls to me?
What pulls me onward, you know?
It's a beat in my brain,
It's a rhythm in my soul.
It's a beat in my brain,
It's a rhythm in my soul.
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart,
Rhythm in the mind, melody in the heart.
Keep going, keep going, evermore.