kab milenge na jaane hum
yaaro phir se sabhi
laut kar ab na aayenge wo
masti bhare din kabhi
ho dil ye apna kahe ke ae dosto

kab milenge na jaane hum
yaaro phir se sabhi
laut kar ab na aayenge wo
masti bhare din kabhi
ho dil ye apna kahe ke ae dosto
am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days
am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days

yaad hai wo sare lecture
humne jo bunk kiye the
proxy ka pakde jana
ho lafde kya kam kiye the
ho milke likhna wo jo notes
aur submission last minute pe
exams ki wo taiyari
aur likhna wo teen ghante
aur baahar aake wo kahna
saala kya bekar paper set kiya tha yaar

milta first class kabhi yaha
to lagti thi kt kabhi
laut kar ab na aayenge wo
masti bhare din kabhi
ho dil ye apna kahe ke ae dosto
am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days
am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days

yaad aayenge teachers
humko dil se humesha
yaad aayega ye campus
aur iski apni duniya
ho yaad aayega humesha
ye aashiya ti ra ri ra
am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days
am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days
am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days
ho am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days
am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days
ho am really gonna miss this place
am gonna miss my college days

When will we meet again, who knows,
Friends, once again, all of us?
Those days of joy, they won't return,
Never again, their vibrant fuss.
Our hearts now whisper, "O friends..."

When will we meet again, who knows,
Friends, once again, all of us?
Those days of joy, they won't return,
Never again, their vibrant fuss.
Our hearts now whisper, "O friends..."
Our hearts now whisper, "O friends..."
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.

Remember those lectures,
That we skipped with glee?
Caught in proxy's grasp,
The mischief, wild and free.
Writing notes together,
Submissions, last-minute plea,
Exam's frantic preparation,
Three hours, penning hastily.
And then, emerging, voices rise,
"Damn, what a useless paper!" we'd decree.

Sometimes meeting in first class,
Sometimes, we'd skip with haste.
Those days of joy, they won't return,
Never again, their vibrant taste.
Our hearts now whisper, "O friends..."
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.

Teachers, they'll be remembered,
Forever in our hearts' deep core.
This campus, its own world,
We'll cherish evermore.
We'll remember always
This haven, where memories soar.
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.
I'm really gonna miss this place,
I'm gonna miss my college days.