mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai
mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai

par samane jab tum aate ho par samane jab tum aate ho
kuchh bhi kehane se darata hai
o mere saajan o mere saajan saajan saajan mere saajan
mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai
mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai

kitna isako samajhata hu kitna isako behlata hu
kitna isako samajhata hu kitna isako behlata hu
naadan hai kuchh naa samajhata hai din raat ye aahe bharata hai

mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai
mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai
par samane jab tum aate ho par samane jab tum aate ho
kuchh bhi kehane se darata hai
ae mere saajan o mere saajan saajan saajan mere saajan
mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai
mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai

har pal mujhako tadpaata hai mujhe saari raat jagaata hai
har pal mujhako tadpaata hai mujhe saari raat jagaata hai
is baat ki tumko khabar nahi ye sirf tumhi pe marta hai

mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai
mera dil bhi kitna pagal hai ye pyar to tumse karata hai
par samane jab tum aate ho par samane jab tum aate ho
kuchh bhi kehane se darata hai
o mere saajan o mere saajan saajan, saajan mere saajan

My heart, a wild thing, knows only love for you,
My heart, a mad thing, forever adores you.

But when you appear, a vision in sight,
When you stand before me, bathed in light,
It fears to speak, the words caught in its throat.
Oh, my beloved, my beloved, my heart's sweet note,
My heart, a wild thing, knows only love for you,
My heart, a mad thing, forever adores you.

How often I reason, how often I plead,
How often I comfort, planting a seed,
This fool, it won't listen, it understands naught,
It sighs through the day, a sorrow it’s brought.

My heart, a wild thing, knows only love for you,
My heart, a mad thing, forever adores you.
But when you appear, a vision in sight,
When you stand before me, bathed in light,
It fears to speak, the words caught in its throat.
Oh, my beloved, my beloved, my heart's sweet note,
My heart, a wild thing, knows only love for you,
My heart, a mad thing, forever adores you.

Each moment it torments, a constant unrest,
Keeps me awake, my spirit suppressed,
You have no knowledge of this burning desire,
That burns only for you, a consuming fire.

My heart, a wild thing, knows only love for you,
My heart, a mad thing, forever adores you.
But when you appear, a vision in sight,
When you stand before me, bathed in light,
It fears to speak, the words caught in its throat.
Oh, my beloved, my beloved, my heart's sweet note.