kahin karta hoga, wo mera intzaar
jiski tamanna me, phirti hu bekarar

kahin karta hoga, wo mera intzaar
jiski tamanna me, phirti hu bekarar
kahin karta hoga, wo mera intzaar
jiski tamanna me, phirti hu bekarar

armaa hai, koyi pass aaye
in hatho me, wo hath laye
phir khawabo ki ghata chhaye
barsaye khumar
kahin karta hoga, wo mera intzaar
jiski tamanna me, phirti hu bekarar
kahin karta hoga, wo mera intzaar
jiski tamanna me, phirti hu bekarar

phir unhi din raato se
matwali mulakato se
ulfat bhari baato pe, hum hoke nisar
phir unhi din raato se
matwali mulakato se
ulfat bhari baato pe, hum hoke nisar
kahin karta hoga, wo mera intzaar
jiski tamanna me, phirti hu bekarar
kahin karta hoga, wo mera intzaar
jiski tamanna me, phirti hu bekarar

Somewhere, he waits for me, I know,
The one my heart aches for, and wanders so.
Somewhere, he waits for me, I know,
The one my heart aches for, and wanders so.
Somewhere, he waits for me, I know,
The one my heart aches for, and wanders so.

Desires bloom, for nearness to reside,
For his hand in mine, to gently glide.
Then dreams, like storm clouds, open wide,
And intoxication pours down like a star.
Somewhere, he waits for me, I know,
The one my heart aches for, and wanders so.
Somewhere, he waits for me, I know,
The one my heart aches for, and wanders so.

Then from those days, those nights anew,
From those intoxicating rendezvous,
To words of love, our hearts will all be true.
Then from those days, those nights anew,
From those intoxicating rendezvous,
To words of love, our hearts will all be true.
Somewhere, he waits for me, I know,
The one my heart aches for, and wanders so.
Somewhere, he waits for me, I know,
The one my heart aches for, and wanders so.