phulo ki tarah wo hansti thi kaliyo ki tarah muskati thi
wo tumse bilkul milti hai khwabo me mere jo aati thi
phulo ki tarah wo hansti thi kaliyo ki tarah muskati thi
wo tumse bilkul milti hai khwabo me mere jo aati thi
phulo ki tarah wo hansti thi

jiwan ki dhadkan bankar wo chha jati thi in saso me
or me bhi duba rahta tha uski matwali aakho me
tuh jaise sharma jati ho aise hi wo sharmati thi
phulo ki tarah wo hansti thi

tu mere tasvvur me aakar aksar khamosh si rehti thi
na mai tujhse kuch kehta tha, na tu mujhse kuch kehti thi
kuch maine agar kehna chaha teri nazar jhuk jaati thi
phulo ki tarah wo hansti thi

hotho ko izazat tum de do izahar mohbbat ka kar lu
kah do agar jo aaj mujhe in baaho me tumko bhar lu
ye pyar si surat hai wahi din raat najar jo aati thi
phulo ki tarah wo hansti thi kaliyo ki tarah muskati thi
wo tumse bilkul milti hai khwabo me mere jo aati thi
phulo ki tarah wo hansti thi

Like flowers, she bloomed in laughter,
like buds, her smile unfurled.
You mirror her, my heart's disaster,
the dream-girl of my world.
Like flowers, she bloomed in laughter,
like buds, her smile unfurled.
You mirror her, my heart's disaster,
the dream-girl of my world.
Like flowers, she bloomed in laughter.

As life's own pulse, she'd permeate,
my breath, my every sigh.
Lost in her eyes, I'd seal my fate,
beneath a loving sky.
You blush the way she used to do,
her shyness, light and true.
Like flowers, she bloomed in laughter.

Within my visions, you appear,
and silent you remain.
No words I speak, no words you hear,
a wordless joy and pain.
If I would speak, your gaze would fall,
a tear-drop, over all.
Like flowers, she bloomed in laughter.

Give your lips the whispered grace,
to speak of love's deep art.
If you but say, I'll hold your face,
within my waiting heart.
This love-lit face, both day and night,
reflects her purest light.
Like flowers, she bloomed in laughter,
like buds, her smile unfurled.
You mirror her, my heart's disaster,
the dream-girl of my world.
Like flowers, she bloomed in laughter.