kehte hain khuda ne iss jahaan mein
sabhi ke liye kisi na kisi ko hai banaaya
har kisi ke liye tera milna hai uss rab ka ishaara
maano mujhko banaya tere jaise hi kisi ke liye
kuch toh hai tujh se raabta
kuch toh hai tujh se raabta
kaise hum jaane, hume kya pata
kuch toh hai tujh se raabta

tu humsafar hai phir kya fikar hai
jeene ki wajah hi yehi hai marna issi ke liye
kehte hain khuda ne iss jahaan mein
sabhi ke liye kisi na kisi ko hai banaaya
har kisi ke liye
hmm meharbaani jaate-jaate mujhpe kar gaya

guzarta saa lamha ek daaman bhar gaya
tera nazaara mila, roshan sitaara mila
taqdeer ki kashtiyon ko kinara mila
sadiyon se tarse hai jaisi zindagi ke liye
teri sohbat mein duaayein hain ussi ke liye
tera milna hai uss rab ka ishaara
maano mujhko banaya tere hi jaise kisi ke liye
phir wahi hai din yeh
phir wahi hai shaame
tu ho jaaye jo shaamil to

badlenge rang saare hum dono aur ye saari raat
sharaabi ho jaaye to band ho kamre mein hum do
aur chaabi kahin kho jaaye to
toh baat ban jaye dhal gaya hai din
hone wali hai raat jaane do jaane do
mujhe jaana hai kahin
aisi waisi inn baaton mein teri aaj
sarfira sa dil mera aa jaaye na kahin
dhal gaya hai din
hone wali hai raat jaane do jaane do

mujhe jaana hai kahin
na chahiye mujhe raahon pe tera saath
roko na roko na mujhe rukna nahin
o raahein ye teri saari aaj
mujhse hi mil jaaye toh
subah tak yunhi mere paas
tu aaj ruk jaaye to
toh baat ban jaye

The day repeats, the evening too, a mirrored glass,
If you were here, all hues would shift and pass.
The day repeats, the evening too, a mirrored scene,
If you were here, a vibrant, altered sheen.
If we, together, could make this whole night drunk,
If we were locked, the key completely sunk,
Then, oh, the possibilities would bloom.

The day descends, the night begins to creep,
Let me go, let me leave this slumber deep.
These fleeting words, this casual, tangled thread,
My reckless heart, lest it be led astray instead.
The day descends, the night begins to fall,
Let me go, for I must answer to the call.
I seek no path where you and I may tread,
Do not hold me back, I must not be misled.
If all your roads would intertwine with mine,
If 'til the dawn you'd linger, and entwine,
Then, oh, the possibilities would gleam.