mohabbat wo karega jo diwana hoga
mohabbat wo karega jo diwana hoga
shama usko milegi jo parwana hoga
shama usko milegi jo parwana hoga
pyar koi khel nahi hai samjhana hoga
pyar koi khel nahi hai samjhana hoga
mohabbar karegi jo diwana hoga
shama usko milegi jo parwana hoga

pyar kya chiz hai koi na jane
dhadkan kaisi hoti hai koi na pahchane
pyar kya chiz hai koi na jane
dhadkan kaisi hoti hai koi na pahchane
dil se likhte hai dil ke afsane
mushkil se milte hai aise najrane
chain jo khote hai pyar wo karte hai
ishk ki raho me jite hai marte hai
jamane se kisi din use takrana hoga
mohabbat wo karega jo dilwana hoga
shama usko milegi jo parwana hoga

pal me haste hai pal bhar me rote hai
bechaini leke apna chain khote hai
pal me haste hai pal bhar me rote hai
bechaini leke apna chain khote hai
jo tanhai ki yado me sote hai
sach kahti hi wo hi sache premi hote hai
is mohabbat me to gum hai ruswai hai
haske sab sahta hai dil to saudai hai
jo bin samjhe karega use pachtana hoga
mohabbat wo karega jo diwana hoga
shama usko milegi jo parwana hoga
pyar koi khel nahi hai samjhana hoga
pyar koi khel nahi hai samjhana hoga
mohabbar karegi jo diwana hoga
shama usko milegi jo parwana hoga
mohabbar karegi jo diwana hoga
shama usko milegi jo parwana hoga

Love's the realm of the mad, the undone,
Love's the realm of the mad, the undone,
Only the moth finds the beckoning sun.
Only the moth finds the beckoning sun.
Love's no game, a truth to be won,
Love's the realm of the mad, the undone,
Only the moth finds the beckoning sun.

What love is, none can truly know,
How a heart beats, a secret to sow.
What love is, none can truly know,
How a heart beats, a secret to sow.
With hearts, tales of hearts freely flow,
Such gifts of the soul, so hard to bestow.
Peace they forsake, who love's path tread,
In love's ways, they live, they're dead.
Someday, with the world, a collision to show,
Love's the realm of the mad, the undone,
Only the moth finds the beckoning sun.

A moment laughing, a moment weeping,
Restless, their own peace they're keeping.
A moment laughing, a moment weeping,
Restless, their own peace they're keeping.
Who sleeps in the night, memories sweeping,
They are the true lovers, the heart's reaping.
In this love, sorrow and shame reside,
Smiling, they bear it, their hearts open wide.
Who loves without knowing, will suffer, you know,
Love's the realm of the mad, the undone,
Only the moth finds the beckoning sun.
Love's no game, a truth to be won,
Love's no game, a truth to be won,
Love's the realm of the mad, the undone,
Only the moth finds the beckoning sun.
Love's the realm of the mad, the undone,
Only the moth finds the beckoning sun.