hai kahani preet ki itwar se itwar tak
hai kahani preet ki itwar se itwar tak
bat jo pahunchi hamari dosti se pyar tak
bat jo pahunchi hamari dosti se pyar tak
aaye the chhup chhup ke mere ghar mein itwar ko
sabko hansaye wo chhede dil ke tar ko
mata jee ke dar se wo aaye na mangalwar ko
kahan pina chhod kar roti rahi budhwar tak
kahan pina chhod kar roti rahi budhwar tak
bat jo pahunchi hamari dosti se pyar tak
bat jo pahunchi hamari dosti se pyar tak

weer ko aaye mere kamre ki khidki kholkar
chori chori chal diye wo mitthi boli bol kar
rah gayi aankhe tadap kar rah gaya dil dol kar
tu khadi hi rah gayi khidki mein shukarwar tak
tu khadi hi rah gayi khidki mein shukarwar tak
bat jo pahunchi hamari dosti se pyar tak
bat jo pahunchi hamari dosti se pyar tak

chori chori aaye the shaniwar bhi
aankh bapu se churake aaye the itwar bhi
tere sajan ne kiya hai tujhe kuch ikrar
kya batau bat pahunchi hi nahi ikrar tak
kya batau bat pahunchi hi nahi ikrar tak
hai kahani preet ki itwar se itwar tak
hai kahani preet ki itwar se itwar tak
hai kahani preet ki itwar se itwar tak
hai kahani preet ki itwar se itwar tak
bat jo pahunchi hamari dosti se pyar tak
bat jo pahunchi hamari dosti se pyar tak

From Sunday to Sunday, love's story unfolds,
From friendship's embrace to a love that beholds.
He came to my haven, on Sundays of old,
To laughter and teasing, my heart took hold.
For fear of my mother, he stayed away,
My tears flowed like rivers, on Wednesday's gray.
My tears flowed like rivers, on Wednesday's gray.
From friendship's embrace to a love that beholds.

He came to my window, the veil of night,
Whispered sweet nothings, and vanished from sight.
My heart ached with longing, my soul took flight,
I stood at the window, till Friday's soft light.
I stood at the window, till Friday's soft light.
From friendship's embrace to a love that beholds.

On Saturday's hush, he'd steal in with grace,
From father's watchful eyes, on Sunday's embrace.
Your lover confessed, with a love's sweet chase,
But whispers of love never reached my space.
But whispers of love never reached my space.
From Sunday to Sunday, love's story unfolds,
From Sunday to Sunday, love's story unfolds,
From Sunday to Sunday, love's story unfolds,
From Sunday to Sunday, love's story unfolds,
From friendship's embrace to a love that beholds.