hatho mein tera hath hai
tanhaa magar hayat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
sooraj hamare saath hai
phir bhi andheri raat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
hatho mein tera hath hai

jalti rute thi muntzir
jalti rute thi muntzir
aayega saawan jhoom kar
lekin mili hai ye khabar
pyaasi to khud barsaat hain
kitni ajeeb baat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
hatho mein tera hath hai

dono taraf lagi huyi
dono taraf lagi huyi
baazi dilo nigaah ki
hain aajmaish chaah ki
dil ki bisaad par magar
na jeet hain, na maat hain
kitni ajeeb baat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
hatho mein tera hath hai

kya gham hai aur kya hai khushi
kya gham hai aur kya hai khushi
ashqo ki baahon me hasi
shayad yahi hain zindagi
hotho pe dil ki baat hain
aur aankhon me barsaat hain
kitni ajeeb baat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
sooraj hamare saath hai
phir bhi andheri raat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
hatho mein tera hath hai
hatho mein tera hath hai
tanhaa magar hayat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai
kitni ajeeb baat hai

Your hand in mine, a clasp so true,
Lonely, yet life breathes anew.
How strange, the world's design,
How strange, this life of mine.
The sun ablaze, a golden eye,
Still, shadows linger in the sky.
How strange, the world's design,
How strange, this life of mine.
Your hand in mine, a clasp so true.

The burning seasons, they did wait,
For summer's rain to seal our fate.
But news arrives, a whispered plea,
The thirsty rain, it thirsts for me.
How strange, the world's design,
How strange, this life of mine.
How strange, the world's design,
Your hand in mine, a clasp so true.

The game of hearts, on either side,
Where glances meet, and feelings hide.
A test of longing, deep inside,
Upon the heart's own playing field,
No victory, nor defeat is seen,
How strange, the world's design,
How strange, this life of mine.
Your hand in mine, a clasp so true.

What sorrow is, and what is glee,
Where laughter dances, tearfully?
Perhaps this is what life must be,
The heart's unspoken melody.
Upon the lips, the heart's own plight,
And in the eyes, a rainy night.
How strange, the world's design,
How strange, this life of mine.
The sun ablaze, a golden eye,
Still, shadows linger in the sky.
How strange, the world's design,
How strange, this life of mine.
Your hand in mine, a clasp so true.
Your hand in mine, a clasp so true,
Lonely, yet life breathes anew.
How strange, the world's design,
How strange, this life of mine.