ab tak to hame koi samjha hi nahi
ha koi hame pehchana hai kaha
nahi kisi ko khabar hai woh manjil kaunsi
ha aakhir hame jaana hai jaha
hum chale to din bhi khub ba khud chalte hai
ham jaha ruk jaye wahi raat hoti hai
jis jagah pe khatam sabki baat hoti hai
us jagah se hamari shuruwat hoti hai
jis jagah pe khatam sabki baat hoti hai
us jagah se hamari shuruwat hoti hai

chup hai agar hum ye apni sharafat hai
warna to roke na rukti ye shararat hai
pyaasa hai kitna ye pucho jara mann se
isko bhigo de tu julfo ke saawan se
is bahane tu bhi thoda sa bhigega
kaunsi rozaana ye barsaat hoti hai
jis jagah pe khatam sabki baat hoti hai
us jagah se hamari shuruwat hoti hai
jis jagah pe khatam sabki baat hoti hai
us jagah se hamari shuruwat hoti hai

apni adaao ka kaayal zamana hai
lekin ye dil toh tera hi diwana hai
hum tum mile hai toh koi wajah hogi
isme bhi shayad khuda ki raja hogi
do dilo ka milna tay wahi karta hai
chaahne se kab ye mulakat hoti hai
jis jagah pe khatam sabki baat hoti hai
us jagah se hamari shuruwat hoti hai
jis jagah pe khatam sabki baat hoti hai
us jagah se hamari shuruwat hoti hai

No one has understood us yet,
And who has truly known our soul?
No one knows the destination we seek,
The place where our journey finds its goal.
When we walk, the days themselves proceed,
When we pause, the night descends.
Where all words cease, where all ends,
From that place, our true beginning extends.
Where all words cease, where all ends,
From that place, our true beginning extends.

Silence is our grace, a gentle art,
Else wild mischief would tear apart.
Ask the heart how deeply it thirsts,
Quench it with your hair, a monsoon’s bursts.
In this, you too will find a gentle shower,
When does such a rain fall every hour?
Where all words cease, where all ends,
From that place, our true beginning extends.
Where all words cease, where all ends,
From that place, our true beginning extends.

The world admires our every grace,
But our heart, it only knows your face.
If we meet, there is a reason, it seems,
Perhaps it is God's own supreme dreams.
He decides the meeting of two hearts,
When does love's meeting come by chance?
Where all words cease, where all ends,
From that place, our true beginning extends.
Where all words cease, where all ends,
From that place, our true beginning extends.