uski chaahat ka tha iraada
kuch waado se use tha pana
un waado mein tha ek waada
wo jo chaand hai use tha laana
ab use chaand chahiye
aur use taarein chahiye
wo jo waadein kiye the
use saare chahiye

main pagal tha ya deewana
naa jane kis dhun mein
kiya tha waada kashmakash mein
yu phas gaya hu main
is mushkil se khud ko bachana
ab use chaand chahiye
aur use taarein chahiye
wo jo waade kiye the
use saare chahiye

uske chehre mein mera chand hai
uski aankho mein mere taare
par use chaand chahiye
aur use taarein chahiye
wo jo waade kiye the
use saare chahiye saare chahiye
aur use chand chahiye
aur use taare chahiye saare chahiye
meri chaahat na usko
bas mere waadein chahiye

Her heart desired, a whispered plea,
Bound by vows, her fate to decree.
Within those words, a promise bright,
To capture the moon, and bring its light.
Now the moon she craves to see,
And stardust from the galaxy.
All those promises, a binding chain,
Every single vow, to ease her pain.

Was I mad, or lost in dream,
When I made that pledge, it would seem?
Entangled now, in this tangled plight,
Lost in shadows, and fading light.
To escape this maze, a desperate quest,
Now the moon she holds to her breast,
And stardust from the cosmic sea,
All those promises, she demands from me.

My moon resides within her face,
Her eyes reflect the stars' embrace.
But the moon she still desires to own,
And all the starlight, to her throne.
All those promises, she claims with might,
All she wants is promise, night after night,
And the moon, and stardust's gleam,
All she wants, a waking dream.
Not my love, no heart's desire,
Just the echoes of my burning fire.