mana kee tere pyar me rusavayiya to hain
rusavayiyo se pyar ho hamko to kya kare
mana kee tere pyar

arman bujhe bujhe se hain sanse dhuan dhuan
ham to bharee bahar me tanha rahe yaha
tanahayiyo se pyar ho hamko to kya kare
mana kee tere pyar

hamko milee nasib se kya khub ye khushi
parachhayiyo kee chhanv me bhatake ye jindagee
parachhayiyo se pyar ho hamko to kya kare
mana kee tere pyar

Though shame may bloom in love's embrace,
And blush the petals of our space,
If shame itself we learn to hold dear,
What then, when love's true form draws near?
Though shame may bloom.

Desires, like embers, softly fade,
While breaths like smoke, a world pervade.
In spring's full bloom, we stand alone,
If solitude's our heart's own throne,
What then, when love's true form is known?
Though shame may bloom.

A fortune found, a joy so bright,
Yet shadows claim our wandering light.
Beneath their cloak, our lives now stray,
If shadows guide our destined way,
What then, when love starts to hold sway?
Though shame may bloom.