dil jalataa hai to jalane de
aansu na bahaa fariyaad na kar
dil jalataa hai to jalane de

tu paradaa nashi ka aashiq hai
yu naam-e-vafaa barabaad na kar
dil jalataa hai to jalane de

maasum najar ke tir chalaa
bismil ko bismil aur banaa
ab sharm-o-hayaa ke parade me
yu chhup chhup ke bedaad na kar
dil jalataa hai to jalane de

ham aas lagaaye baithe hai
tum vadaa karake bhul gaye
ya surat aake dikhaa jaao
ya kaha do hamako yaad na kar
dil jalataa hai, dil jalataa hai, dil jalataa hai

Let the heart burn, let it be consumed,
No tears to fall, no pleading's fume.
Let the heart burn, let it be consumed.

You, lover of the veiled, unseen,
Do not let faith become so mean.
Let the heart burn, let it be consumed.

The innocent eye, its arrows fly,
Making the wounded, more so die.
From modesty's veil, no longer hide,
Such secret torments, cast aside.
Let the heart burn, let it be consumed.

We wait, with hope, a fragile thing,
Your promise made, and lost on wing.
Show us your face, and let us see,
Or bid us cease remembering thee.
Let the heart burn, let it be consumed,
Let the heart burn, let it be consumed,
Let the heart burn.