dil dhundhta hai fir wahi fursat ke rat din
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi fursat ke rat din
baithe rahe tasawwur-e-jaana kiye huye
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi fursat ke rat din
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi

jaado ki narm dhup aur aangan me let kar
jaado ki narm dhup aur aangan me let kar
aankho pe khinch kar tere daaman ke saaye ko
aaundhe pade rahe kabhi karwat liye huye
dil dhundhta hai
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi fursat ke rat din
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi

ya garmiyo ki raat jo purwayiya chale
ya garmiyo ki raat jo purwayiya chale
thandi safed chaadaro pe jage der tak
thandi safed chaadaro pe jage der tak
taaro ko dekhate rahe chhat par pade huye
dil dhundhta hai
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi fursat ke rat din
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi

barfili sardiyo me kisi bhi pahad par
barfili sardiyo me kisi bhi pahad par
waadi me gunjati hui khamoshiya sune
waadi me gunjati hui khamoshiya sune
aankho me bhige bhige se lamhe liye huye
dil dhundhta hai
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi fursat ke rat din
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi fursat ke rat din
baithe rahe tasawwur-e-jaana kiye huye
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi fursat ke rat din
dil dhundhta hai fir wahi

The heart still seeks those nights and days of ease,
The heart still seeks those nights and days of ease,
Lost in the reverie of your imagined face.
The heart still seeks those nights and days of ease,
The heart still seeks.

Or the sun's soft kiss in winter's reign,
Or the sun's soft kiss in winter's reign,
Lying in the courtyard, shadows drawn,
Drawn from your shawl across my eyes, I lay,
Lost in the turn of hours, a world away.
The heart still seeks,
The heart still seeks those nights and days of ease,
The heart still seeks.

Or summer nights, where breezes softly blow,
Or summer nights, where breezes softly blow,
Awake on sheets, like silent snow,
Staring at the stars, upon the roof we lie,
Watching heavens’ dance across the night.
The heart still seeks,
The heart still seeks those nights and days of ease,
The heart still seeks.

Or icy winters, atop a mountain's crest,
Or icy winters, atop a mountain's crest,
Hearing silence echo through the valley's breast,
With eyes that hold the moments, softly wet,
A painted memory, I can't forget.
The heart still seeks,
The heart still seeks those nights and days of ease,
The heart still seeks those nights and days of ease,
Lost in the reverie of your imagined face.
The heart still seeks those nights and days of ease,
The heart still seeks.