kuchh ham bhi paagal hai, kuchh tum bhi ho divaane
na tumko koyi samajhe, na hamko koyi jaane
ham log aise nirale hai, dil jo bhi kah de woh karte hai
ham dekh ke jisko jinda hai, sach puchho toh uspe marte hai
ham hai jo manchale, ham hai woh diljale
jivan ki raah me jo dur hai chale, o yaad karoge hame
maan lo, maan lo, maan lo, maan lo, maan lo
kuchh ham bhi paagal hai, kuchh tum bhi ho divaane
na tumko koyi samajhe, na hamko koyi jaane
ham log aise nirale hai, dil jo bhi kah de woh karte hai
ham dekh ke jisko jinda hai, sach puchho toh uspe marte hai
ham hai jo manchale, ham hai woh diljale
jivan ki raah me jo dur hai chale, o yaad karoge hame
maan lo, maan lo, maan lo, maan lo, maan lo

maana hoge tum kahi aur ham kahi phir bhi gham nahi
jaaye chaahe ham kahi aayengi vahi yaade sab hasin
yaade jo aayengi kuchh aise chhaayengi
bite din raat ki tasvire laayengi, din rat inn aankho me
maan lo, maan lo, maan lo, maan lo, maan lo

jaana chaahe tum jaha sochana vaha kya tha woh sama
kaisa tha woh gulistaan jisaki daastaan dil me hai javan
han yeh pal aur yeh sama paayenge ham kaha
yaad aayega hame apna yeh gulistaan, har har kadam raaho me
maan lo, maan lo, maan lo, maan lo, maan lo

We are mad, a touch, and so are you,
Lost in a world that never sees us through.
No one understands, the truth untold,
We walk a path, brave, reckless, bold.

Our hearts command, and we obey,
To what we live for, we give our day.
We are the wanderers, hearts aflame,
Who journey far, whispering your name.
Oh, you will remember, mark my claim,
Believe, believe, believe, the burning game.

We are mad, a touch, and so are you,
Lost in a world that never sees us through.
No one understands, the truth untold,
We walk a path, brave, reckless, bold.

Our hearts command, and we obey,
To what we live for, we give our day.
We are the wanderers, hearts aflame,
Who journey far, whispering your name.
Oh, you will remember, mark my claim,
Believe, believe, believe, the burning game.

Though paths diverge, and we depart,
No grief will claim this beating heart.
For memories bloom, a vibrant art,
Sweet echoes linger, playing their part.
They'll paint the past, in light and shade,
Within these eyes, a serenade.
Believe, believe, believe, the memories made.

When you wander where your soul desires,
Recall the scene, the heart's own fires.
The garden's bloom, the whispered tales,
Forever young, where love prevails.
This moment now, where can we find,
The garden we'll hold in mind?
The path we tread, a love entwined.
Believe, believe, believe, in all we find.