tasavir teri dil meraa bahalaa na sakegi
ye teri tarah mujh se to sharmaa na sakegi
tasavir teri

mai baat karungaa to ye khaamosh rahegi
sine se lagaa lungaa to ye kuchh na kahegi
aaraam vo kyaa degi jo tadapaa na sakegi
tasavir teri

ye aankhe hai thahari hui chachal vo nigaahe
ye haath hai sahame hue aur mast vo baahe
parchhaa_i to isaan ke kaam aa na sakegi
tasavir teri

in hotho ko faiyyaaz mai kuchh de na sakungaa
is zulf ko mai haath me bhi le na sakungaa
ulajhi hui raato ko ye sulajhaa na sakegi
tasavir teri

Your image, my heart it cannot appease,
Like you, it knows not how to blush and tease.
Your image...

I speak, it stays silent, a world unseen,
Embrace it, and still, it remains serene.
What solace can it bring, if it cannot grieve?
Your image...

These eyes are frozen, while yours held such grace,
These hands are timid, those arms knew embrace.
A shadow, it cannot serve my soul's plea,
Your image...

These lips, I cannot give them my own fire,
This hair, I cannot hold it, though I desire.
The tangled nights, it cannot set them free,
Your image...