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Lyrics of Mujhko Deewana Samjte Hai - मुझको दीवाना समझते है
mujhko deewana samjte hai
mujhko deewana samjte hai
tere sheher ke log
mujhko deewana samjte hai
tere sheher ke log
mere daaman se uljhte hai
mere daaman se uljhte hai
tere sheher ke log
mujhko deewana
main gaya waqt hua wapas
nahi aane waale
main gaya waqt hua wapas
nahi aane waale
main gaya waqt hua wapas
nahi aane waale
kyu mera kyu mera
kyu mera raaz tab take hai
tere sheher ke log
mere daaman se uljhte hai
mere daaman se uljhte hai
tere sheher ke log
mujhko deewana
aur kyaa dun tujhe mein apni
wafao ka subut
aur kyaa dun tujhe mein apni
wafao ka subut
aur kyaa dun tujhe mein apni
waffa o ka subut
ab mere haal ab mere haal
ab mere haal pe haste hai
tere sheher ke log
mere daaman se uljahte hai
mere daaman se uljahte hai
tere sheher ke log
mujhko deewana
aaine ki tarah najuk hai
jawaani meri
aaine ki tarah najuk hai
jawaani meri
aaine ki tarah najhuk hai
jawaani meri
pathharo ki pathharo ki
pathharo ki tarah lagte hai
tere sheher ke log
mere daaman se uljahte hai
mere daaman se uljahte hai
tere sheher ke log
mujhko deewana
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Mujhko Deewana Samjte Hai
They call me mad,
they call me mad,
the people of your city,
they call me mad.
They cling to my cloak,
they cling to my cloak,
the people of your city,
they call me mad.
I am gone, a bygone time,
never to return,
I am gone, a bygone time,
never to return,
I am gone, a bygone time,
never to return.
Why, oh why,
why does my secret linger?
The people of your city,
they cling to my cloak,
they cling to my cloak,
the people of your city,
they call me mad.
What more song must I sing,
proof of my devotion?
What more song must I sing,
proof of my devotion?
What more song must I sing,
proof of my devotion?
Now, at my state,
now at my state,
they laugh,
the people of your city,
they cling to my cloak,
they cling to my cloak,
the people of your city,
they call me mad.
My youth, fragile as a mirror,
My youth, fragile as a mirror,
My youth, fragile as a mirror,
Like stones,
like stones,
they seem,
the people of your city,
they cling to my cloak,
they cling to my cloak,
the people of your city,
they call me mad.
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
