rahi hai daad talab
unki sokhiya humse
rahi hai daad talab
unki sokhiya humse
adassnas bahut hai
magar hai kahan humse
adassnas bahut hai
magar hai kahan humse
suna diye the kabhi
kuch galat salat kisse
suna diye the kabhi
kuch galat salat kisse
wo aaj tak hai usi
tarha badgumaan humse
wo aaj tak hai usi
tarha badgumaan humse

ye kunj kyo na jiya
rath gahe mohabbt ho
ye kunj kyo na jiya
rath gahe mohabbt ho
mile the wo enhi pedo
ke darmiyan humse
mile the wo enhi pedo
ke darmiyan humse
humiko joke najara
nahi raha varna
humiko joke najara
nahi raha barna
ishare aaj bhi karti
hai khidkiyan humse
ishare aaj bhi karti
hai khidkiyan humse

har ek raat nashe
tere badan ka khayal
har ek raat nashe mein
tere badan ka khayal
na jane tut gayi
kah suraaiya humse
na jane tut gayi
kah suraaiya humse
rahi hai daad talab
unki sokhiya humse
adassnas bahut hai
magar hai kahan humse

Their tenderness, a plea,
a longing for praise from me.
Familiar grace, a known art,
yet distanced, worlds apart.

Once, tales spun, flawed and frail,
stories whispered, meant to fail.
Still, mistrust lingers, a shade,
the old suspicions never fade.

Why not this grove, a sacred space,
a love's shrine, a hallowed place?
Beneath these trees, our souls aligned,
a memory etched in time.

The thirst for beauty, now unseen,
the longing eye, no longer keen.
Yet windows beckon, still they call,
whispering secrets, to enthrall.

Each night, drunk on your form,
a vision, weathering every storm.
A broken vase, a shattered dream,
fragments lost, it would seem.

Their tenderness, a plea,
a longing for praise from me.
Familiar grace, a known art,
yet distanced, worlds apart.