kiya jo ishq to hum ho gaye diwane se
diwangi ki dawa puchhi is zamane se
kaha zamane ne dil se use bhula dalo
ye haal hota hai dilwar ke yaad aane se
ye sunke humne zamane pe muskurake kaha
kasam khuda ki khuda ki kasam
utha ke kaha
ye na hoga
ye na hoga ye humse nahi hoga
ye na hoga ye humse nahi hoga
dil hai to dil me koi
dil hai to dil me koi hasin hoga
ye na hoga ye humse nahi hoga
ye na hoga ye humse nahi hoga

ishq hai ek afsana
aur dil ek diwana
baat logo ki mano ae shama ke parwano
aag pe chalna hoga pyar me jalna hoga
ye mohabbat diwani aag ko samjhe pani
gul mile ya angare humko dono hai pyare
dekh ke angaro ko bhul jaye yaado ko
ye na hoga ye humse nahi hoga
ye na hoga ye humse nahi hoga

dur hai dil ki manzil
rasta hai ye kaatil
humasafar dil todenge raah me hi chhodenge
is safar pe na jana sab kahenge diwana
pyar hai apni manzil
pyar hai apna sahil
raah me rah jayenge
dub ke bah jayenge
bewafa hum kahlaye
ya phir ye na farmaye
ye na hoga ye humse nahi hoga
ye na hoga ye humse nahi hoga

When love consumed, a madness took hold,
I, a devotee, my story unfolds.
Sought solace from the world, a remedy's plea,
"Forget her," they urged, "and your anguish shall flee."
But hearing their words, a smile graced my face,
And by the divine, I swore in this space,
I raised my hands high, a vow I did make,
This shall not be, my heart it won't break.
This shall not be, it will not be done,
If heart exists, then her form, it will be,
This shall not be, it will not be done.

Love is a tale, a timeless art,
And the heart, a madman, plays its part.
Hear the whispers, moths to the flame,
In love, we walk fire, embrace the pain.
This love, a madness, fire we deem,
Water's illusion, a fading dream.
If roses bloom or embers glow,
Both are cherished, the things that we know.
Witnessing embers, fading memories,
This shall not be, it will not be done.
This shall not be, it will not be done.

Far is the heart's haven, the journey's a fight,
Companions will shatter, leave in the night.
To this journey we're warned, they say, "A mad chase!"
But love is our haven, our shore's embrace.
We'll be left on the road,
Drowning in flood,
They'll call us untrue,
Or say, "Do not do."
This shall not be, it will not be done.
This shall not be, it will not be done.