palko me sapne chamke aahista
ehsas dil ka mahke aahishta
chahat ka panchi chahke aashista
chahat ka panchi chahke aashista
kisko bulaye man ye aashishta
palko me sapne chamke aahishta
ehsas dil ka mahke aahishta
chahat ka panchi chahke aahishta
chahat ka panchi chahke aahishta
kisko bulaye man ye aahishta

sharmili aankhe jhukti hai pal pal
par sambhale se sambhle na aachal
sharmili aankhe jhukti hai pal pal
par sambhale se sambhle na aachal
karti hai dhadkan sine me halchal
pahle nahi thi aisi mai chanchal
palko me sapne chamke aahishta
ehsas dil ka mahke aahishta
chahat ka panchi chahke aahishta
chahat ka panchi chahke aahishta
kisko bulaye man ye aahishta

chand ke rath pe aayega sajan
banke firungi jiski mai dulhan
ha dulhan ho dulhan
chand ke rath pe aayega sajan
banke firungi jiski mai dulhan
phir dhup me to barsega sawan
jab jab mai sochu mahke ye daman
palko me sapne chamke aahishta
ehsas dil ka mahke aahishta
chahat ka panchi chahke aahishta
chahat ka panchi chahke aahishta
kisko bulaye man ye aahishta
ho man ye aahishta, ha man ye aahishta

Dreams ignite within the eyelids, softly,
A heart's knowing blooms, so softly.
Desire's bird sings its song, softly,
Desire's bird sings its song, softly.
Whom does the heart call to, softly?
Dreams ignite within the eyelids, softly,
A heart's knowing blooms, so softly.
Desire's bird sings its song, softly,
Desire's bird sings its song, softly.
Whom does the heart call to, softly?

Shy eyes bow down, moment by moment,
But the veil, despite efforts, won't be held.
Shy eyes bow down, moment by moment,
But the veil, despite efforts, won't be held.
Creating a tremor within the chest's core,
I was never before so restless, nevermore.
Dreams ignite within the eyelids, softly,
A heart's knowing blooms, so softly.
Desire's bird sings its song, softly,
Desire's bird sings its song, softly.
Whom does the heart call to, softly?

My love will arrive on a moonlit chariot,
I shall become his bride, a vision of it.
Yes, a bride, a bride!
My love will arrive on a moonlit chariot,
I shall become his bride, a vision of it.
Then, sunshine shall turn into monsoon, it.
Each time I think, my soul's cloth blooms with it.
Dreams ignite within the eyelids, softly,
A heart's knowing blooms, so softly.
Desire's bird sings its song, softly,
Desire's bird sings its song, softly.
Whom does the heart call to, softly?
Oh, the heart softly, yes, the heart softly.