ham toh tere aashik hain sadiyo purane
chahe tu mane chahe naa mane
ham bhi jamane se hain tere divane
chahe tu mane chahe naa mane

aayi hain yu pyar se jawaniya
raman dil me hai, dil mushkil me hai jane tamanna
tere isi pyar ki kahaniya
har mehfil me hain sabke dil me hain jane tamanna
chhedate hain sab mujhko apne begane
chhedate hain sab mujhko apne begane
chahe tu mane
ham toh tere aashik hain sadiyo purane
chahe tu mane chahe naa mane

socho mohabbat me kabhi hath se
daman chhute toh, do dil ruthe toh, toh phir kya ho
aisa naa ho kash kabhi pyar me
vade tute toh, do dil ruthe toh, toh phir kya ho
ham toh chale aaye sanam tujhko manane
ham toh chale aaye sanam tujhko manane
chahe tu mane chahe naa mane
ham bhi jamane se hain tere divane
chahe tu mane chahe naa mane

mast nigaho se iss dil ko
mast banaye ja, aur pilaye ja pyar ke sagar
dil pe bade shauk se sitamagar
thes lagaye ja, tir chalaye ja yad rahe par
tir kabhi ban jate hain khud nishane
tir kabhi ban jate hain khud nishane
chahe tu mane chahe naa mane
ham toh tere aashik hain sadiyo purane
ham bhi jamane se hain tere divane
chahe tu mane chahe naa mane
chahe tu mane chahe naa mane

We are your lovers, from ages of old,
Whether you believe, or stories are told.
We are enamored, by time’s design,
Whether you believe, this love is mine.

Youth has arrived, on wings of sweet grace,
Desires ablaze, a heart in its space, oh my love.
Tales of your love, in every embrace,
In every gathering, where hearts rise above, oh my love.
Strangers and kin, their barbs they all tease,
Strangers and kin, their barbs seek to appease,
Whether you believe, or the heart doesn’t seize.
We are your lovers, from ages of old,
Whether you believe, stories are told.

Consider love, where hands part their way,
If two hearts break, if bonds start to stray, what then?
May it not be, in love's winding play,
If promises shatter, then two hearts will betray, what then?
We shall come forth, to mend your despair,
We shall come forth, your burdens to share,
Whether you believe, or you choose not to care.
We are enamored, by time’s design,
Whether you believe, this love is mine.

With eyes that intoxicate, my soul,
Let it be drunk, and let the love flow, from the sea.
On the heart, with a desire's control,
Let the wounds sting, your arrows set free, let it be.
The arrows, they can become the target of fate's decree,
The arrows, they may become the target you see,
Whether you believe, or destiny.
We are your lovers, from ages of old,
We are enamored, by time’s design,
Whether you believe, stories are told.
Whether you believe, this love is mine.