koi phul na khilta ye kali bhi na hoti
jindagi bhi na hoti agar tu na hoti
koi phul na khilta ye kali bhi na hoti
jindagi bhi na hoti agar tu na hoti
na hota ujala aur ye rat bhi na hoti
koi bat hi na hoti agar tu na hoti
koi phul na khilta

koi zami na hoti aur aasma na hota
koi zami na hoti aur aasma na hota
koi hasi na hota koi jawa na hota
na tare muskurate ye najare bikhar jate
koi khushi na hoti agar tu na hoti
koi phul na khilta

bulbul ke mast nagme koyal ki sokh tane
bulbul ke mast nagme koyal ki sokh tane
ye badlo ke saye panchi ki ye udane
ye fiza na hoti ye hawa na hoti
ye ghata na hoti agar tu na hoti
koi phul na khilta

na koi pyar hota na intzar hota
na koi pyar hota na intzar hota
na koi dil machalta na bekarar hota
puche jo koi hamse ye sab hai tere dam se
koi bhi shay na hoti agar tu na hoti
koi phul na khilta ye kali bhi na hoti
jindagi bhi na hoti agar tu na hoti
jindagi bhi na hoti agar tu na hoti

No bloom would grace the world, no bud unfurl,
No life itself, if you weren't in the swirl.
No bloom would grace the world, no bud unfurl,
No life itself, if you weren't in the swirl.

No light would gleam, nor would the night reside,
No whispered word, if you weren't at my side.
No bloom would grace the world.

No earth would hold, no heavens would be found,
No earth would hold, no heavens would be crowned.
No beauty seen, no youthfulness to claim,
No stars would smile, all visions would be lame.
No joy would surge, if you weren't in the game.
No bloom would grace the world.

The nightingale's sweet song, the cuckoo's plaintive call,
The nightingale's sweet song, the cuckoo's plaintive call,
The shadows cast, the birds that rise and fall.
No air would breathe, no breeze would softly sigh,
No gathering storm, if you weren't drawing nigh.
No bloom would grace the world.

No love would bloom, no promises would bind,
No love would bloom, no promises would bind.
No heart would leap, no restless soul to find.
If asked the source, we'd say, "From you it springs,"
No thing would be, if you weren't lending wings.
No bloom would grace the world, no bud unfurl,
No life itself, if you weren't in the swirl.
No life itself, if you weren't in the swirl.