tune kitne pyar se dekha mujhko dil ke chor
once more, ae ji maine kaha once more
once more, ae ji maine kaha once more
khade hai kitni der se mister khole dil ka dor
once more, ae ji maine kaha once more

tu hai aage aage dear pichhe pichhe dil
tu hai aage aage dear pichhe pichhe dil
duniya se na dar diwane
khulam khulla mil
hum bhi dekhe teri mohabbat me hai kitna jor
once more, ae ji maine kaha once more

mara teri ankhiyon ke hiljul ne
mara teri ankhiyon ke hiljul ne
dil diya tujhko re bulbul ne
jara pyar se thokar maaro dil hai bada kamjor
haay once more, ae ji maine kaha once more

mere jaisa kisi ka shabab nahi re
mere jaisa kisi ka shabab nahi re
teri meri jodi ka jawab nahi ji
tu hai pura four twenty main hun twenty four
once more, ae ji maine kaha once more
tune kitne pyar se dekha mujhko dil ke chor
once more, ae ji maine kaha once more
khade hai kitni der se mister khole dil ka dor
once more, ae ji maine kaha once more
once more

You, thief of hearts, you gazed with love's deep art,
"Once More," I breathed, "Oh, once more, my heart."
"Once More," I pled, "Oh, once more, impart."
How long you've stood, dear sir, to play your part,
And open wide the door that guards the heart?
"Once More," I called, "Oh, once more, impart."

You lead, my dear, and my heart trails behind,
You lead, my dear, my heart leaves all behind.
Fear not the world, you lovers, unconfined,
Meet openly, and let your spirits bind.
Let us witness, in love, what strengths we find,
"Once More," I begged, "Oh, once more, my mind."

Slain by the dance within your eyes' sweet gleam,
Slain by the dance within your eyes' sweet dream,
My heart, a nightingale, bestowed esteem,
Then gently strike a blow, my love, it would seem,
For fragile is this heart, a broken theme.
"Once More," I sigh, "Oh, once more, my stream."

Like mine, no beauty does the world contain,
Like mine, no beauty does the world attain.
Our pairing, love, there is no match again.
You, four-twenty, and I, the constant rain,
The perfect union, a love without stain.
"Once More," I cried, "Oh, once more, my pain."
You, thief of hearts, you gazed with love's deep art,
"Once More," I breathed, "Oh, once more, my heart."
How long you've stood, dear sir, to play your part,
And open wide the door that guards the heart?
"Once More," I called, "Oh, once more, impart."
Once More.