uh o hoo
har dil ki apni hi taal hai, apna hi ek raag hai
har dil ki apni dhadkane, apni hi ek aag hai
jazbaat pighle pighle hain toh kyun na ho
khayalaat behke behke hain toh kyun na ho

har dil dhadakne do
dil dhadakne do, dil dhadakne do
log kya kahenge chhodo saare aise tum bahaane
dil dhadakne do

har lamhe ko jo poori tarah se nahi jee sake
hathon me uske ho jaam phir bhi nahi pee sake
zindagi hai kya, jaane woh kya
khushiyon ko pehchaane woh kya

hum toh yehi samjhayenge usey
sapne jo hai sajaane thode se bano diwaane
dil dhadakne do, dil dhadakne do, dil dhadakne do
duniya jo bura maane banke tum anjaane
dil dhadakne do

zindagi ke sau rang hain ye baat sun lo, jaan lo
sabke apne hi dhang hain ye baat samjho, maan lo
koi jo khoya khoya hai toh kyun na ho
koi jo badla-badla hai toh kyun na ho

har dil ki apni hi taal hai, apna hi ek raag hai
har dil ki apni dhadkane, apni hi ek aag hai
jazbaat pighle pighle hain toh kyun na ho
khayalaat behke behke hain toh kyun na ho

dil dhadakne do, dil dhadakne do, dil dhadakne do
duniya jo bura maane banke tum anjaane
dil dhadakne do uh aah aah o
dil dhadakne do, dil dhadakne do

ho sapne jo hai sajaane thode se bano deewaane
duniya jo bura maane banke tum anjaane
log kya kahenge chhodo saare aise tum bahaane
dil dhadakne do

Oh, hum...

Each heart beats its own rhythm, its own melody it sings,
Each heart possesses its own pulse, its own fire that it brings.
If emotions melt and flow, why should it not be so?
If thoughts run wild and free, why should it not bestow?
Let every heart beat true.
Let the heart beat, let the heart beat.
Forget their petty whispers, their shallow, fleeting schemes,
Let the heart beat.

The moment not fully lived, the chalice in their hold,
Yet the draught remains untouched, a story left untold.
What is life to one who knows not?
What joy can they embrace?
This truth we must impart to them:
To chase the dreams you hold, a little madness claim.
Let the heart beat, let the heart beat.
Though the world may disapprove, in your own shadow, play the game,
Let the heart beat.

A hundred hues of life, listen close, and understand,
Each treads their separate path, believe, and take a stand.
If one is lost and lonely, why should it not appear?
If one has changed and shifted, why should we hold back the tear?

Each heart beats its own rhythm, its own melody it sings,
Each heart possesses its own pulse, its own fire that it brings.
If emotions melt and flow, why should it not be so?
If thoughts run wild and free, why should it not bestow?
Let the heart beat, let the heart beat, let the heart beat.
Though the world may disapprove, in your own shadow, play the game,
Let the heart beat. Oh, ah, ah, oh...
Let the heart beat, let the heart beat.
To chase the dreams you hold, a little madness claim.
Though the world may disapprove, in your own shadow, play the game.
Forget their petty whispers, their shallow, fleeting schemes,
Let the heart beat.