yaad hain wo pahli mulakaat yaad hain
yaad hain mujhe teri har ek baat yaad hain
wo mahaki raate saari saugaate
bhigi meri aankho se aansu bah chale
kisse kuch purane mil gaye
rone ke bahaane mil gaye
kisse kuch purane mil gaye
rone ke bahaane mil gaye

mere tute dil me koi khwaish na rahi
aarmaano ke sab raaste sune pade
wo dua bhi meri bani aaj baddua
ye ehsaas chahat ke sabhi chubhne lage
kisse kuch purane mil gaye
rone ke bahaane mil gaye
kisse kuch purane mil gaye
rone ke bahaane mil gaye

tujhe bhulna bhi chahu to na bhula saku
tu hi bata tere bina kaise rahu
tu jaane na sanam gam maine kya saha
bikhare mere sapne zami pe tut gaye
kisse kuch purane mil gaye
rone ke bahane mil gaye
kisse kuch purane mil gaye
rone ke bahane mil gaye

yaad hai wo pahli mulakat yaad hai
yaad hai mujhe teri har ek baat yaad hai
wo mahki raate saari saugaate
bhigi meri aankho se aanshu bah chale
kisse kuch puraane mil gaye
rone ke bahaane mil gaye
kisse kuch puraane mil gaye
rone ke bahaane mil gaye

I remember that first meeting, I remember
Every word you spoke, I remember
Those fragrant nights, all the gifts
Tears streamed from my eyes, flowing free.
Old stories resurfaced, it seems,
Finding excuses to weep, it seems.
Old stories resurfaced, it seems,
Finding excuses to weep, it seems.

In my broken heart, no desires remain,
All the paths of longing, deserted now.
Even my prayers have become curses today,
The very feel of love, now stings and bites.
Old stories resurfaced, it seems,
Finding excuses to weep, it seems.
Old stories resurfaced, it seems,
Finding excuses to weep, it seems.

Even if I try to forget you, I cannot,
Tell me, how do I live without you?
You don't know, beloved, what grief I've borne,
My scattered dreams shattered on the earth.
Old stories resurfaced, it seems,
Finding excuses to weep, it seems.
Old stories resurfaced, it seems,
Finding excuses to weep, it seems.

I remember that first meeting, I remember
Every word you spoke, I remember
Those fragrant nights, all the gifts
Tears streamed from my eyes, flowing free.
Old stories resurfaced, it seems,
Finding excuses to weep, it seems.
Old stories resurfaced, it seems,
Finding excuses to weep, it seems.