karu kya dil to jane na
karu kya dil to mane na

hai deewana bada
isse bekarari na do
hosh me aaye na
isse wo khumari na do

maine barson se isko
sine me hai chhupake rakhha
bekhabar hai ya ye to
jane naa pyar hota kya

churao na dil churao na dil
churao na dil churao na dil

hai diwana bada
isse bekara ari na do
hosh me aaye naa
isse woh khuma ari na do

maine barson se isko
seene me hai chhupake rakhha
bekhabar hai ya ye toh
jaane na pyar hota kya

churao na dil churao na dil
churao na dil churao na dil

ehsaas na jane kaisa jage
dekhon tujhe tan pighalne lage
aalam jisse chuke betab hai
meri mohabbat me wo aag hai

kyun jalaate ho aise mausam me
dard samjho zara
behke arman hai pyasi dhadkan hain
main karu bhi to kya

churao na dil churao na dil

teri khataa hai na mera qusoor
ye sab to hai aashiqi ka suroor
baaho me mujhko bikhar jane de
hadd se bhi aage guzar jane de

teri aankhon ne meri aankhon se
jaane kya keh diya
naa sambhalne de ek pal ko bhi
hai yeh kaisa nasha

churao na dil churao na dil

hai diwana bada
isse bekarari na do
hosh me aaye na
isse wo khumari na do

maine barso se isko
sine me hai chhupake rakhha
bekhabar hai ya ye to
jane naa pyar hota kya

What to do, the heart knows not,
What to do, the heart won't heed,
It's a wild thing, untamed,
Do not give it unrest,
It will not find its senses,
Do not give it that intoxication.

For years I have kept it,
Hidden within my chest,
Unaware, or does it not know,
What love truly is?

Do not steal my heart, do not steal my heart,
Do not steal my heart, do not steal my heart,
It's a wild thing, untamed,
Do not give it unrest,
It will not find its senses,
Do not give it that intoxication.
For years I have kept it,
Hidden within my chest,
Unaware, or does it not know,
What love truly is?
Do not steal my heart, do not steal my heart,
Do not steal my heart, do not steal my heart.

What sensation awakens, unknown,
Seeing you, my body begins to melt,
A state that, touched, becomes restless,
In my love, a fire burns.
Why do you ignite in such a season,
Understand my pain,
Drunken desires, a thirsty heart beats,
What can I even do?
Do not steal my heart.

Yours is not the fault, nor mine the crime,
This is the intoxication of love.
Let me scatter myself in your arms,
Let me pass beyond all bounds.
Your eyes, with my eyes,
Have spoken what?
Do not let me recover even for a moment,
What is this intoxication?
Do not steal my heart.

It's a wild thing, untamed,
Do not give it unrest,
It will not find its senses,
Do not give it that intoxication.
For years I have kept it,
Hidden within my chest,
Unaware, or does it not know,
What love truly is?
Do not steal my heart.