sarkti jaaye hain rukh se, naqaab aahista aahista
niklata aa raha hain aaftaab, aahista aahista
sarkti jaaye hain rukh se, naqaab aahista aahista

javaan hone lage jab wo to, hamse kar liya parda
javaan honelge jab wo to, hamse kar liya parda
hyaa yaklagd aayi aur shabaav aahista aahista
hyaa yaklagd aayi aur shabaav aahista aahista
niklata aa raha hain aaftaab, aahista aahista
sarkti jaaye hain rukh se, naqaab aahista aahista

wo bedardi se sar kaate amir, aur main kahu unse
wo bedardi se sar kaate amir, aur main kahu unse
huzur aahista aahista zanaab aahista aahista
huzur aahista aahista zanaab aahista aahista
niklata aa raha hain aaftaab, aahista aahista
sarkti jaaye hain rukh se, naqaab aahista aahista

The veil descends, a slow, soft slide,
Revealing the sun's golden stride,
A whisper of dawn, where secrets hide.
The veil descends, a slow, soft slide.

When youth bloomed forth, a hidden face,
From us, the world, a chosen space.
Modesty dawned, with time and grace,
As youth bloomed forth, a hidden space.
The sun ascends, in slow embrace,
The veil descends, with time and space.

With cruel hand, the head will fall,
But I implore, beyond recall,
"Oh, slowly, gently, heed my call!"
The sun ascends, beyond the wall,
The veil descends, embracing all.