abhi sham aayegi niklenge tare, magar tum na hoge
abhi sham aayegi niklenge tare, magar tum na hoge
pukarenge tumko ro ro ke najare, magar tum na hoge

tumhara pata chand puchega mujhse, to mai kya kahungi
chupa lungi mukhda jhuka lungi aankhe, magar chup rahungi
tumhari sikayat karenge sitare, magar tum na hoge
tumhari sikayat karenge sitare, magar tum na hoge
abhi sham aayegi nikalenge tare, magar tum na hoge

chalegi agar thandi thandi hawaye, satayegi mujhko
kahi dur panchi ki mitti sadaye, rulayegi mujhko
mai dundugi tumko o mere sahare, magar tum na hoge
mai dundugi tumko o mere sahare, magar tum na hoge
abhi sham aayegi nikalenge tare, magar tum na hoge

The evening descends, stars will ignite, yet you'll be gone.
The evening descends, stars will ignite, yet you'll be gone.
The vistas will weep, calling your name, yet you'll be gone.

The moon, seeking your trace, will question me, what shall I say?
I'll veil my face, lower my gaze, and silently stay.
The constellations will whisper complaints, yet you'll be gone.
The constellations will whisper complaints, yet you'll be gone.
The evening descends, stars will ignite, yet you'll be gone.

If cool breezes softly drift, they'll torment my soul.
From afar, a flute's sweet melody, will make my tears roll.
I'll search for you, my only solace, yet you'll be gone.
I'll search for you, my only solace, yet you'll be gone.
The evening descends, stars will ignite, yet you'll be gone.