kudrat ke karishmon me, agar raat na hoti
kudrat ke karishmon me, agar raat na hoti
khwabo me bhi phir unse, mulakaat na hoti
kudrat ke karishmon me, agar raat na hoti
khwabo me bhi phir unse, mulakaat na hoti

kambakht ye dil hi to, har ek gum ki wazah hain
kambakht ye dil hi to, har ek gum ki wazah hain
gar dil hi na hota to, koi baat na hoti
khwabo me bhi phir unse mulakaat na hoti

jine ka hunar aata, na marne ka salika
jine ka hunar aata, na marne ka salika
jo itani hasin ishq ki, shuruaat na hoti
khwabo me bhi phir unse, mulakaat na hoti

saanso me na chandan hain
na palko pe na sitaare
saanso me na chandan hain
na palko pe na sitaare
tere bina phulo ki ye, barsaat na hoti
tere bina phulo ki ye, barsaat na hoti
khwabo me bhi phir unse, mulakaat na hoti
kudrat ke karishmon me, agar raat na hoti
khwabo me bhi phir unse, mulakaat na hoti

If night held no sway in nature's grand design,
If night held no sway in nature's grand design,
Then dreams would lack their echo, no meeting would align.
If night held no sway in nature's grand design,
Then dreams would lack their echo, no meeting would align.

This wretched heart, the source of every sorrow's plea,
This wretched heart, the source of every sorrow's plea,
If heart were absent, then no anguish would be.
Then dreams would lack their echo, no meeting would align.

No skill to live, nor grace to know the end,
No skill to live, nor grace to know the end,
If love's sweet dawn had never made us bend.
Then dreams would lack their echo, no meeting would align.

No sandalwood scent within my breath to find,
No stars to shimmer on my eyelids' bind,
No sandalwood scent within my breath to find,
No stars to shimmer on my eyelids' bind,
Without you, flowers would never cascade defined,
Without you, flowers would never cascade defined.
Then dreams would lack their echo, no meeting would align.
If night held no sway in nature's grand design,
Then dreams would lack their echo, no meeting would align.