shaniwar ki sham haseen hain
kal chhutti itwar ki
somwar ko sochenge, bate somwar ki
shaniwar ki sham haseen hain
kal chhutti itwar ki
somwar ko sochenge, bate somwar ki

are hafte bhar ke sabse pyare
do din hai ye nyare
do din me arman dilo ke
pure kar le sare
are hafte bhar ke sabse pyare
do din hai ye nyare
do din me arman dilo ke
pure kar le sare
aao jara fursat se baithe
bate kar le pyar ki
somwar ko sochenge, bate somwar ki
shaniwar ki sham haseen hain
kal chhutti itwar ki
somwar ko sochenge, bate somwar ki

aaj to picchar jayenge
ham dil apna bahlayenge
khana bahar hi khayenge
milkar mauj udayenge
are aaj to picchar jayenge
ham dil apna bahlayenge
khana bahar hi khayenge
milkar mauj udayenge
raviwar tak sath rahenge
kasam tumhare pyar ki
somwar ko sochenge, bate somwar ki
shaniwar ki sham haseen hain
kal chhutti itwar ki
somwar ko sochenge, bate somwar ki

subah hui hain raviwar ki, nikhre nikhre hain najare
aaj hakikat me badle hain, pyare khawab hamare
are subah hui hain raviwar ki, nikhre nikhre hain najare
aaj hakikat me badle hain, pyare khawab hamare
pichhli raat nashe ki ki hain, subah ye khumr ki
somwar ko sochenge, bate somwar ki
shaniwar ki sham haseen hain
kal chhutti itwar ki
somwar ko sochenge, bate somwar ki

Saturday's dusk, a laughter bright,
Tomorrow's rest, the Sunday's light.
On Monday's dawn, we'll ponder then,
The weight of things, the world of men.
Saturday's dusk, a laughter bright,
Tomorrow's rest, the Sunday's light.
On Monday's dawn, we'll ponder then,
The weight of things, the world of men.

Oh, sweetest days the week can bring,
These havens where our spirits sing.
In these two days, our hearts take flight,
Fulfilling dreams with pure delight.
Oh, sweetest days the week can bring,
These havens where our spirits sing.
In these two days, our hearts take flight,
Fulfilling dreams with pure delight.
Come, let us sit, in peace and grace,
And speak of love in time and space.
On Monday's dawn, we'll ponder then,
The weight of things, the world of men.
Saturday's dusk, a laughter bright,
Tomorrow's rest, the Sunday's light.
On Monday's dawn, we'll ponder then,
The weight of things, the world of men.

Today, a film, a silver screen,
To chase away the world's harsh scene.
Outside we'll dine, in shared embrace,
And revel in this joyful space.
Today, a film, a silver screen,
To chase away the world's harsh scene.
Outside we'll dine, in shared embrace,
And revel in this joyful space.
Till Sunday's end, our souls entwined,
A vow of love, forever signed.
On Monday's dawn, we'll ponder then,
The weight of things, the world of men.
Saturday's dusk, a laughter bright,
Tomorrow's rest, the Sunday's light.
On Monday's dawn, we'll ponder then,
The weight of things, the world of men.

The Sunday dawns, a world anew,
With vibrant hues and skies of blue.
Today, our dreams, they take their form,
Escaping from the gathering storm.
The Sunday dawns, a world anew,
With vibrant hues and skies of blue.
Today, our dreams, they take their form,
Escaping from the gathering storm.
Last night's sweet wine, a hazy trace,
This morning's dawn, a gentle space.
On Monday's dawn, we'll ponder then,
The weight of things, the world of men.
Saturday's dusk, a laughter bright,
Tomorrow's rest, the Sunday's light.
On Monday's dawn, we'll ponder then,
The weight of things, the world of men.