man ke darpan me chehra khila aapka
man ke darpan me chehra khila aapka
in nigaaho ko ab aur kya chahiye
aapne badhke mujhko sahara diya
aapne badhke mujhko sahara diya
meri baaho ko ab aur kya chahiye
man ke darpan me chehra khila aapka
man ke darpan

maine manga tha gul gulsita mil gaya
maine manga
maine manga tha gul gulsita mil gaya
ek jarre ko sara jaha mil gaya
aapse mil ke mujhko sabhi kuch mila
aapse mil ke mujhko sabhi kuch mila
meri chaho ko ab aur kya chahiye
aapne badhke mujhko sahara diya
aapne badhke mujhko sahara diya
meri baaho ko ab aur kya chahiye
man ke darpan me chehra khila aapka
man ke darpan

kho gayi hai ujaalo me meri najar
kho gayi
kho gayi hai ujaalo me meri najar
aa gayi pyar ki muskaati saher
har kadam par baharo ki manjil mili
har kadam par baharo ki manjil mili
meri raaho ki ab aur kya chahiye
aapne badhke mujhko sahara diya
aapne badhke mujhko sahara diya
meri baaho ko ab aur kya chahiye
man ke darpan me chehra khila aapka
man ke darpan me chehra khila aapka
in nigaaho ko ab aur kya chahiye
man ke darpan me chehra khila aapka

Your visage blooms within the heart's own glass,
Your visage blooms.
What more could these eyes desire now, alas?
You reached for me, a comforting pass,
You reached.
What more could these arms embrace and amass?
Your visage blooms within the heart's own glass.

I wished for petals, a rose-filled array,
I wished.
I wished for petals, a rose-filled array,
A speck of dust found a universe to sway.
Meeting you, I found all I could say,
Meeting you.
What more could my heart crave this day?
You reached for me, a comforting pass,
You reached.
What more could these arms embrace and amass?
Your visage blooms within the heart's own glass.

Lost in the light, my vision grew dim,
Lost.
Lost in the light, my vision grew dim,
Love's smiling dawn then began to swim.
At every step, a springtime's hymn,
At every step.
What more could these pathways find, within?
You reached for me, a comforting pass,
You reached.
What more could these arms embrace and amass?
Your visage blooms within the heart's own glass,
Your visage blooms.
What more could these eyes desire now, alas?
Your visage blooms within the heart's own glass.