chala hu chal pada hu mai aaj tanha hai karwa
manjil nahi bas raste sare benishan
chala hu chal pada hu mai aaj tanha hai karwa
sathi na koi hamsafar ye raste hai bejuban
yuhi raste chalte rahe, yuhi kabhi na ruke

badla me jaise chamke chup chup tijuriya
yaado me meri awe gupchup sawariya
seene me utri jawe mithi re katariya
rah rah ke chees mare tikhi nagariya
bhaga re manwa bhaga bhaga re ha
chanda ke pichhe bhaga bhaga re ha
chal jhuth hi sahi meri dasta yahi
kal kal kar ke bahti sukhi naino se nadi
pal pal daudi jaye mere khwabo ki nadi
chhota sa pala tha wo sapna hai kaha
dil ki bagiya ka mosam hai wahi maa

chala hu chal pada hu mai aaj tanha hai karwa
sathi na koi hamsafar ye raste hai bejuban
yuhi raste chalte rahe, yuhi kabhi na ruke
bhaga re manwa bhaga bhaga re ha
chanda ke pichhe bhaga bhaga re ha
bhaga re manwa bhaga bhaga re ha
chanda ke pichhe bhaga bhaga re ha
chanda ke pichhe bhaga bhaga re ha


lyrics typed by : pinky thakur

I walk, I have begun, alone the caravan now steers,
No destination beckons, only paths of absent tears.
I walk, I have begun, alone the caravan proceeds,
No comrade, no companion, these voiceless roads concede.
Thus the paths will always walk, and never once will cease.

In the rain, as lightning flashes, shadows softly hide,
In memories that awaken, secrets gently glide.
Into my chest descending, sweet daggers gently ride,
A city's sharpest edges, in echoes deep inside.
Runs my heart, it runs, it runs, ah yes, it flees,
Chasing after moonlight, in the whispering breeze.
Even lies are real, my story's what they seem,
Drop by drop, a river flows, from eyes that rarely dream.
Moment by moment, flows my dreams' river of might,
Where is that childhood dream, lost to fading light?
The heart's garden's season, forever will be mother's sight.

I walk, I have begun, alone the caravan now steers,
No comrade, no companion, these voiceless roads concede.
Thus the paths will always walk, and never once will cease.
Runs my heart, it runs, it runs, ah yes, it flees,
Chasing after moonlight, in the whispering breeze.
Runs my heart, it runs, it runs, ah yes, it flees,
Chasing after moonlight, in the whispering breeze.
Chasing after moonlight, in the whispering breeze.