tujhe dil ki baat bata du, nahi nahi nahi nahi
kisi ko bata degi tu, kahani bana degi tu
tujhe dil ki baat bata du, nahi nahi nahi nahi
kisi ko bata degi tu, kahani bana degi tu

is radha ne kheli apne sham se holi bhi
is radha ne kheli apne sham se holi bhi
holi kya sapane me kheli aankh micholi bhi
tujhe mai ye khel sikha du, nahi nahi nahi nahi
kisi din daga degi tu, kahani bana degi tu
tujhe dil ki baat bata du, nahi nahi nahi nahi
kisi ko bata degi tu, kahani bana degi tu

apni julfo se apni jajnir banayi hai
apni julfo se apni jajnir banayi hai
maine khayalo me koi tasvir banayi hai
tujhe vo tasvir dikha du, nahi nahi nahi nahi
kisi ko dikha degi tu, kahani bana degi tu
tujhe dil ki baat bata du, nahi nahi nahi nahi
kisi ko bata degi tu, kahani bana degi tu

upar likha hai tu mere man ki rani hai
upar likha hai tu mere man ki rani hai
niche kagaj pe likhe ye prem kahani hai
tujhe kya ye khat me padha du, nahi nahi nahi nahi
kisi ko padha degi tu, kahani bana degi tu
tujhe dil ki baat bata du, nahi nahi nahi nahi
kisi ko bata degi tu, kahani bana degi tu

Shall I whisper my heart's secret? No, no, no, no.
You'll tell, you'll weave a tale, a story spun of woe.
Shall I whisper my heart's secret? No, no, no, no.
You'll tell, you'll weave a tale, a story spun of woe.

This Radha played Holi with her Shyam, so pure,
This Radha played Holi with her Shyam, to endure.
Holi, or games in dreams, a hidden, secret lure.
Shall I teach you this game? No, no, no, no.
You'll betray someday, you'll weave a tale, a story to pursue.
Shall I whisper my heart's secret? No, no, no, no.
You'll tell, you'll weave a tale, a story spun of woe.

From your tresses, a chain you have made, to bind,
From your tresses, a chain for the soul, to find.
I have painted you within thoughts, a vision defined.
Shall I show you this art? No, no, no, no.
You'll show it to all, you'll weave a tale, a story behind.
Shall I whisper my heart's secret? No, no, no, no.
You'll tell, you'll weave a tale, a story spun of woe.

Above, it's written, you're the queen of my heart's domain,
Above, it's written, in love, joy, and pain.
Below, on paper, this love story, it will remain.
Shall I read you this letter? No, no, no, no.
You'll read it to others, you'll weave a tale, a story to enchain.
Shall I whisper my heart's secret? No, no, no, no.
You'll tell, you'll weave a tale, a story spun of woe.