subah ki dhup si, sham ke rup si
meri sanso me thi jiski parchhaiya
dekh kar tumko lagta hai tum ho wohi
sochti thi jise meri tanhaiya
tha tumhara hi mujhe intzar
tha tumhara hi mujhe intzar han intzar

dhup me chanv si, shahar me ganv si
meri raho me thi jiski parchhaiya
dekh kar tumko lagta hai tum ho wohi
sochti thi jise meri tanhaiyan
tha tumhara hi mujhe intzar
tha tumhara hi mujhe intzar han intzar

ho jab tum gum thi, tab bhi tum thi
jitna mai tha, utni tum thi
ho dur the jab tum, pas the aise
nind se jhanke sapna jaise, koyi jana apna jaise
subah ki dhup si, sham ke rup si
meri raho me thi jiski parchhaiya

dekh kar tumko lagta hai tum ho wohi
sochti thi jise meri tanhaiya
tha tumhara hi mujhe intzar
tha tumhara hi mujhe intzar han intzar
panchhi jage, manjar dole
ghar ke chhup chhup han kone bole

lekar tumse rup sunhara, dhula andhera saja savera
har darpan me ho ek hi chehra
dhup me chav si, shahar me gav si
meri raho me thi jiski parchhaiya
dekh kar tumko lagta hai tum ho wohi

sochti thi jise meri tanhaiya
tha tumhara hi mujhe intzar
tha tumhara hi mujhe intzar han intzar
subah ki dhup si, sham ke rup si
meri sanso me thi jiski parchhaiya
subah ki dhup si, sham ke rup si
meri sanso me thi jiski parchhaiya

Like morning's sun, like evening's guise,
Whose shadows danced in my very sighs,
Seeing you, it feels you are the one,
My solitudes have always spun.
Yours was the wait I've always known,
Yours was the wait, yes, all alone.

Like shade in sun, like song in town,
Whose shadows fell where I walk down,
Seeing you, it feels you are the same,
My solitudes whispered your name.
Yours was the wait I've always held,
Yours was the wait, a story spelled.

When sorrow came, you were the core,
As much as me, you were evermore.
Though distant then, yet close you seemed,
Like dreams that stir, a loved one gleamed.
Like morning's sun, like evening's guise,
Whose shadows fell before my eyes.

Seeing you, it feels you are the one,
My solitudes had always spun.
Yours was the wait, a soul's desire,
Yours was the wait, a burning fire.
Birds awake, the scenes now sway,
Hidden corners softly say.

With your form, a golden hue,
Washing darkness, skies anew,
Every mirror holds a face of you.
Like shade in sun, like song in town,
Whose shadows fell where I walk down,
Seeing you, it feels you are the same,

My solitudes had whispered your name.
Yours was the wait I've always known,
Yours was the wait, yes, all alone.
Like morning's sun, like evening's guise,
Whose shadows danced in my very sighs.
Like morning's sun, like evening's guise,
Whose shadows danced in my very sighs.