gustakh dil, dil me mushkil mushkil me dil, mushkil me dil
gustakh dil
thoda sun dil thoda bujdil
dard ke dar pe thehra hai kyu sazaye sazaye
ye khud ko kyu deta nahi
hasne ki dhun me rota hai kyu sahi kya galat kya
ye kuch bhi samajhta nahi
gustak dil, dil me mushkil mushkil me dil o oho gustakh dil

hai barf si sanso me aankho me dua dua dua dua
ye har pal kyu, khele hai gham ka khushi ka, jua jua
ye umido bhara ye khud se hi dara
suljhe dhago me, uljha hai kyu
salahe salahe ye khud ki bhi sunta nahi
gustakh dil, dil me mushkil mushkil me dil o gustakh dil

kyu bato hi bato me fisalti hai zubaa zubaa
kisi se na, thaharati hai bahkti hai, nigah nigah
ye kaise kab hua ha ye keh do kyu hua
girta nahi to sambhalta hai kyu
jhukaye jhukaye magrur jhukta nahi
gustakh dil, dil me mushkil mushkil me dil, o gustakh dil

Rebellious heart, a heart in strife, a heart in pain,
Rebellious heart.
A little listen, heart, a coward's strain,
Why does it linger in the fear of hurt?
Why does it punish itself, again and again?
It weeps in laughter's tune, a broken game,
Right or wrong, it cannot discern,
It understands nothing, the heart's flame.
Rebellious heart, a heart in strife, oh, rebellious heart.

In icy breaths, in eyes, a prayer, a prayer, a prayer,
Why does it gamble every moment, sorrow's game, joy's snare?
This heart, filled with hope, yet afraid of its own core,
Entangled in threads, why is it caught?
Advice and counsel, it never will hear,
Rebellious heart, a heart in strife, oh, rebellious heart.

Why does the tongue slip in every spoken plea?
Never resting, it falters, the wandering eye.
How did this happen, oh tell me why?
If it does not fall, then why does it seek?
Bowing, bowing, yet proud, it will not yield,
Rebellious heart, a heart in strife, oh rebellious heart.