chhed gaya hai kaun aji chupke se dil ki taar
aji chupke se dil ki taar aji chupke se dil ki taar
ek pardesi se kisi ke naina ho gaye char
kisi ke naina ho gaye char kisi ke naina ho gaye char
kisi ke naina ho gaye char

ab sote huye koi sarmaye re
neechi najre se, neechi najre se
inhe koi samjhaye re
gahri rato me kaise batlaye re o batlaye re
jisne di aawaj usi ke najuk dil ki baat
usi ke najuk dil ki baat usi najuk dil ki baat
chhed gaya hai kaun aji chupke se dil ki taar
aji chupke se dil ki taar

o ye dil milte hai dayai paimana
mohabbat ki teero se aise nishana
kisi ne na dekha kisi ne jana, kisi ne jana
chori chori se koi baite humse chaar
koi baite humse char koi baite humse char
chhed gaya hai kaun aji chupke se dil ki taar
aji chupke se dil ki taar

mohabbat hoti hai kaise koi to bataye
mohabbat ke ye bedh sab sang sang pukaye
juba tak le ke, juba tak le ke najar se sulaye
najaro najro me koi samjhaye baar baar
koi samjhaye baar baar
koi samjhaye baar baar chhed gaya hai kaun

Who, in secret, has strummed the heart's hidden string?
Ah, the heart's hidden string, the heart's hidden string,
With a stranger's gaze, four eyes now meet and sing,
Four eyes now meet and sing, four eyes now meet and sing,
Four eyes now meet and sing.

Now, as sleep descends, shame takes its hold,
From lowered glances, from lowered glances,
Let someone this story unfold.
In the depth of night, how can this be told? Oh, be told!
The call, from the heart that is fragile and bold,
Fragile and bold, fragile and bold,
Who, in secret, has strummed the heart's hidden string?
Ah, the heart's hidden string.

Oh, these hearts now meet on love's sacred ground,
A target struck by Cupid's arrow found,
Never seen by anyone, never understood, never found,
Secretly, someone sits with us, four minds astound,
Four minds astound, four minds astound,
Who, in secret, has strummed the heart's hidden string?
Ah, the heart's hidden string.

How love comes to be, let someone portray,
The secrets of love, all call out and say.
Reaching the tongue, reaching the tongue, lulled by sight's sway,
In glances, someone explains again, again, each day,
Explains again, again,
Explains again, again. Who has strummed?