akad ke kaha chale meri jaan
karo na itna haye gumaan
akele chal na paoge
meet mere tum kho jaoge
abhi to kamsen ho nadan
akad ke kaha chale meri jaan
karo na itna haye gumaan

bada lamba jeevan ka safar
nahi manzil ki tumhe khabar
ghiregi tufa me kashti
milegi tumko nahi dagar samjhi
hume tum lelo apne saath
kinare se lag jaoge
akele chal na paoge
meet mere tum kho jaoge
abhi to kamsen ho nadan
akad ke kaha chale meri jaan
karo na itna haye gumaan ha

jara aane do mast bahaar aaha
khiloge kaliyo se dildar waha waha
gulabi hontho ka bhi jaha
marenge bhaware bhi hazaar oh ho
hiran si aankho me le nasha
hume madhosh banaoge
akele chal na paoge
meet mere tum kho jaoge
abhi to kamsen ho nadan
akad ke kaha chale meri jaan
karo na itna gumaan

aji sun lo mere hum dum
nahi ye nakhro ka mosam
zamane se humko pyaase
badi hai dono or jalan haye
hamare pehlu me aao
yakin pyaas bujhaoge
akele chal na paoge
meet mere tum kho jaoge
abhi to kamsin ho nadan
akad ke kaha chale meri jaan
karo na itna haye gumaan
akad ke kaha chale meri jaan
karo na itna haye gumaan

Where do you stride, my soul, so proud?
Such arrogance, a shadowed shroud.
Alone you'll stumble, lost and weak,
My friend, your path, you cannot speak.
So young, so naive, a fragile dawn,
Where do you stride, my soul, withdrawn?
Such arrogance, your spirit's pawn.

The journey long, life's winding way,
The destination, you can't portray.
Your vessel tossed in storms of dread,
No guiding path lies straight ahead.
Embrace our hand, let us be one,
To harbor's peace, your journey done.
Alone you'll stumble, lost and weak,
My friend, your path, you cannot speak.
So young, so naive, a fragile dawn,
Where do you stride, my soul, withdrawn?
Such arrogance, your spirit's pawn.

Let spring's sweet revels now arrive,
With blossoms where the roses thrive.
Your lips, like petals, blush with grace,
And bees will die in that sweet space.
Your eyes like gazelles, a knowing gaze,
And fill us with a dreamy haze.
Alone you'll stumble, lost and weak,
My friend, your path, you cannot speak.
So young, so naive, a fragile dawn,
Where do you stride, my soul, withdrawn?
Such arrogance, your spirit's pawn.

Oh, listen, dearest, heart's desire,
This prideful phase, it will expire.
From time, we thirst, our spirits burn,
From longing, both our souls now yearn.
Come, rest within our sheltering side,
And quench the thirst that deep inside.
Alone you'll stumble, lost and weak,
My friend, your path, you cannot speak.
So young, so naive, a fragile dawn,
Where do you stride, my soul, withdrawn?
Such arrogance, your spirit's pawn.
Where do you stride, my soul, so proud?
Such arrogance, a shadowed shroud.