hu hu hu
kya jaano mai hu kaun mara huwa jindagi kaa
mujhko toh mehfil me laya hai pyar kisi kaa
kya jaano mai hu kaun mara huwa jindagi kaa
mujhko toh mehfil me laya hai pyar kisi kaa
lag ke gale se phir bhi machal naa saku mai
dekho yeh mere bandhe hath, yeh mere bandhe hath
kaise milu tumse chahu toh mil naa saku mai
dekho yeh mere bandhe hath, yeh mere bandhe hath

murjhaye gul ke paas jaise bahar ki baahe
mere pas waise hi phaili hain yar ki baahe
murjhaye gul ke paas jaise bahar ki baahe
mere pas waise hi phaili hain yar ki baahe
thamke inko phir bhi sambhal naa saku mai
dekho yeh mere bandhe hath, yeh mere bandhe hath
kaise milu tumse chahu toh mil naa saku mai
dekho yeh mere bandhe hath, yeh mere bandhe hath

sine me dil mera kehne ko pyar kaa dil hai
dhadke naa khul ke jo woh bekar sa dil hai
sine me dil mera kehne ko pyar kaa dil hai
dhadke naa khul ke jo woh bekar sa dil hai
jalta hu lekin pahalu badal naa saku mai
dekho yeh mere bandhe hath, yeh mere bandhe hath
kaise milu tumse chahu toh mil naa saku mai
dekho yeh mere bandhe hath, yeh mere bandhe hath

Hark, a whisper, who am I, a life's fallen form,
Drawn to this gathering by love's warming storm.
Hark, a whisper, who am I, a life's fallen form,
Drawn to this gathering by love's warming storm.

Clasping close, yet unable to truly sway,
See these hands, bound fast, unable to play.
How to meet you, though my longing's ablaze?
See these hands, bound fast, lost in a daze.

As a withered bloom, embraced by spring's hand,
So my beloved's arms, around me expand.
As a withered bloom, embraced by spring's hand,
So my beloved's arms, around me expand.

Held within, yet unable to rise and stand,
See these hands, bound fast, across the land.
How to meet you, though my longing's ablaze?
See these hands, bound fast, lost in a daze.

Within my breast, a heart claiming love's art,
A heart that won't open, a useless, cold start.
Within my breast, a heart claiming love's art,
A heart that won't open, a useless, cold start.

Burning bright, yet unable to shift or roam,
See these hands, bound fast, far from home.
How to meet you, though my longing's ablaze?
See these hands, bound fast, lost in a daze.