har dil jo pyar karega voh gaana gayega
har dil jo pyar karega voh gaana gayega
deewana sekdon me pehchana jayega
deewana sekdon me pehchana jayega, deewana

aap hamare dil ko churakar aankh churaye jate hai
yeh ek tarfa rasm-e-vafa hum phir bhi nibhaye jate hai
chahat ka dastoor hai lekin aap ko hi maloom nahi, o
jis mehfil me shamma ho parwana jayega
deewana sekdon me pehchana jayega, deewana

har dil jo pyar karega voh gaana gayega
deewana sekdon me pehchana jayega, deewana

bhooli bisri yade meri hanste gaate bachpan ki
raat beraat chali aati hai neend churane nainan ki
ab keh doongi karte karte kitne sawan beet gaye, ho
jane kab in aankho ka sharmana jayega
deewana sekdon me pehchana jayega, deewana

har dil jo pyar karega voh gaana gayega
deewana sekdon me pehchana jayega, deewana

apni apni sabne keh li, lekin hum chupchap rahe
dard paraya jisko pyara, voh kya apni baat kahe
khamoshi ka yeh afsana reh jayega baad mere, o
apna ke har kisi ko begana jayega
deewana sekdon me pehchana jayega
har dil jo pyar karega voh gaana gayega
deewana sekdon me pehchana jayega, deewana, deewana

Every heart that loves will sing its song,
Every heart that loves will sing along.
A lover lost, amidst a hundred souls,
By love's own mark, the madman is known.

You steal our hearts, then turn your gaze away,
This one-sided love, we still obey.
Though love's decree, its meaning's lost on you,
Where the flame burns bright, the moth will go.
A lover lost, amidst a hundred souls,
By love's own mark, the madman is known.

Every heart that loves will sing its song,
A lover lost, amidst a hundred souls,
By love's own mark, the madman is known.

Forgotten tales, of laughter, childhood days,
Night after night, they steal my sleep away.
I'll finally confess, as seasons come and go,
When the eyes will blush, who can know?
A lover lost, amidst a hundred souls,
By love's own mark, the madman is known.

Every heart that loves will sing its song,
A lover lost, amidst a hundred souls,
By love's own mark, the madman is known.

Each one has spoken, yet we stay concealed,
The one who loves another's pain, what can be revealed?
This tale of silence, will remain when I am gone,
Embracing all, yet feeling all alone.
A lover lost, amidst a hundred souls,
By love's own mark, the madman is known.
Every heart that loves will sing its song,
A lover lost, amidst a hundred souls,
By love's own mark, the madman, mad, is known.