intzaar shayad mahobbat ka naseeb hai
lekin mahobbat jab intjar karati hai
samay tham jaata hain, Jamane ruk jati hai
mahobbat jiddi hai
akhari saans akhari dhadakan
akhari pal tak intzaar kar sakati hai
aur kabhi kabhi usake baad bhi

sanwali si ek ladki, aarzu ke gaon me
gulmahor ke chhanv me, intzaar karati thi
sanwali si ek ladki, aarzuo ke gaon me
gulmahor ke chhanv me, intzaar karati thi
usaki zindgi me bhi, ek bahar aa jaye
usaki duniya me koi, leke pyaar aa jaye
sapane se bunati rahti thi
sanwali si ek ladki
sanwali si ek ladki, aarzu ke gaon me
gulmahor ke chhanv me intzaar karati thi

rut hasin thi kaisi, aaya jab wo pardesi
rut hasin thi kaisi, aaya jab wo pardesi
muskura diya jivan, phul khil gaye aagan
sanwali si ek ladki ne, pyaar paa liya apana
jo sajaya tha usane, sach hua wahin sapana
khud pe naaz karati thi
sanwali si ek ladki
sanwali si ek ladki, aarzu ke gaon me
gulmahor ke chhanv me, intzaar karati thi

sanwali si ek ladki, ye kahan samajhati thi
sanwali si ek ladki, ye kahan samajhati thi
char din ye baaten hai, aage gum ki raaten hai
ye jo raahi aaya hai, sirf ek saaya hain
ye to laut jaayega, sirf yaad aayega
ye samaj nahin paayi
sanwali si ek ladki
sanwali si ek ladki, aarzu ke gaon me
gulmahor ke chhanv me, intzaar karati hai
intzaar karati hai

To wait may be love's decree,
But when love waits,
Time stills, eras cease.
Love is stubborn,
Until the final breath, the final beat,
It can wait until the final moment,
And sometimes, even beyond.

A dark-skinned girl, in the village of desire,
Beneath the gulmohar's shade, she waited.
A dark-skinned girl, in the village of desire,
Beneath the gulmohar's shade, she waited,
That spring might bloom in her life,
That someone might bring love to her world.
She wove dreams in her heart.
A dark-skinned girl,
A dark-skinned girl, in the village of desire,
Beneath the gulmohar's shade, she waited.

How beautiful the season was, when he arrived, the stranger.
How beautiful the season was, when he arrived, the stranger.
Life smiled, flowers bloomed in the courtyard,
The dark-skinned girl found her love.
The dream she had adorned, it came true.
She felt proud of herself.
A dark-skinned girl,
A dark-skinned girl, in the village of desire,
Beneath the gulmohar's shade, she waited.

The dark-skinned girl, she did not understand,
The dark-skinned girl, she did not understand,
That these are but fleeting moments, before the nights of sorrow,
That this traveler has come, only as a shadow.
He will return, only memories will remain.
She could not grasp this.
A dark-skinned girl,
A dark-skinned girl, in the village of desire,
Beneath the gulmohar's shade, she waited.
She waited.