soorajmukhi, soorajmukhi
tera pyar anokha hai
har subah ko khilna hai
har shaam ko murjhana hai
suraj ne kya tere
is marm ko jana hai
ye kaisa rishta hai
ye kaisa nata hai, soorajmukhi

suraj ki kirne ye sunahri
jab karti tera aalingan
komal komal pankhadiyo me
bhar jata hai madhur spandan
jaise aasha ki kirno ka
preet bhara nirmal abhinandan
mahka deta man aangan me
saanso ki sargam ka chandan
neh nimantaran pakar
jivan jyot jala kar
kirno ke sahare tera
ye jivan chal padta hai
ye kaisa rishta hai
ye kaisa nata hai, soorajmukhi

pyase andhero par anjane me
koi geet jo pyar ke aa jaye
man ko chhukar dard ka jhonka ye
asq bane nas nah me sama jaye
jaise shabnam se bheege
phoolo ka anchal kora
koi kiran shala jaye
dard ko yu sahla kar
man ko yu bharma kar
kirno ke sahare tera
ye jivan chal padta hai
ye kaisa rishta hai
ye kaisa nata hai, soorajmukhi

gahan andheri raaho me
kyon sath ye kirne chhod gai hain
in modo par deep ki dori ka
ye bandhan tod gai hain
jivan ke upvan ka malik
tab na raha koi bagiya me
kaun tere is maun prashn ka
uttar dega is duniya me
todke pyara sapna
sukh samet kar apna
kyun chhod ye sath adhura
ye jivan chal padta hai
ye kaisa rishta hai
ye kaisa nata hai, soorajmukhi
soorajmukhi tera pyar anokha hai
har subah ko khilna hai
har shaam ko murjhana hai
suraj ne kya tere
is marm ko jana hai
ye kaisa rishta hai
ye kaisa nata hai, soorajmukhi

Sunflower, sunflower,
your love, a marvel spun,
to bloom with every dawn,
to fade with setting sun.
Does the Sun itself know
the secrets you have won?
What bond is this we see,
this kinship, sunflower, begun?

The sun's embrace, a golden fire,
upon your petals, soft and light,
fills every tender fold with grace,
a gentle, hopeful, pure delight.
Like rays of hope, a loving plea,
a fragrant dance within the mind,
a sandalwood of breath released,
a love's sweet invitation, kind.
Igniting life's own gentle flame,
upon the light, your spirit flies,
this journey of your being starts,
this bond, this kinship, in your eyes.

Upon parched lips, a song unknown,
of love's sweet whisper, starts to rise,
a touch that breaks, the heart undone,
as tears in every vein now lie.
Like dew-kissed petals, softly wet,
a dawn ray’s touch, a tender grace,
caressing pain, a soothing art,
deceiving heart, in time and space.
Upon the light, your spirit flies,
this journey of your being starts,
this bond, this kinship, in your eyes.

In paths of deepest, darkest night,
why have the sun's rays gone astray?
Upon these curves, the lamp's own thread,
they've severed, left to fade away.
The garden's lord, no longer near,
no one to tend the garden's bloom,
who will answer the silent plea,
within this world's encompassing gloom?
Shattering dreams, a broken plea,
gathering dust, your heart's embrace,
why leave this journey incomplete?
This bond, this kinship, in this place.
Sunflower, sunflower,
your love, a marvel spun,
to bloom with every dawn,
to fade with setting sun.
Does the Sun itself know
the secrets you have won?
What bond is this we see,
this kinship, sunflower, begun?