ye hai khyaalo mein
yaado mein baato mein
gum hain kahin, tum ho wahi

pyaar se jiske ye naam hai aaya
tum ho wahi, gum ho kahin
har zamaane mein aate rahenge
ye kyon inkaar kare
pyaar ke saahil raah batate hai kya

jaise guzarte hai vaise badalte hai
din ho ya raat mile
aise bahaane se sara jahan badla tha
neele gagan ke tale, humne bhi taare gine
accha jo samjha kiye, har ek chaahat ko
rasto mein chal ke, kahin se gujar ke
kahin pe sambhal ke, aise kahin
vaise kahin

nek iraado mein
sacche ye vaado mein
tum ho kahin gum ho kahin
baaho mein bhar laaye
saare ishaare hai
chal ke kahin chalte yahi

aaj ka aalam hai mange to hum ko
ye saara sansar mile
jaane kya chahe wo, humne to chaha yahi
saath gujar jaaye har ek lamha bhi
aisa dildaar mile
pyaar ki basti mein aise bhi raste yaha

neele gagan ke tale
hum ko sahare mile
kahin najaare khile, kai thikane hai
ek ho zamaane mein
kya bura hai paane mein
ye samajh ke jaaye to
der na ho jaane mein

chaandni raato mein
shabnami raaho mein
gum ho kahin, tum ho wahi

Lost within thoughts,
in memories, in words,
you are that, though hidden.

Born of love, a name bestowed,
you are that, though hidden.
Across ages, you reappear,
why deny this truth?
Do the shores of love guide our path?

As we pass, we transform,
whether day or night we meet.
By such chance, the world transformed,
beneath the blue expanse, we counted stars.
Embracing what felt right, each desire,
walking on paths, passing through places,
finding balance, here and there,
everywhere.

In noble intentions,
in true promises,
you are that, though hidden.
Embraced in arms,
all signals converge,
walking forward, we walk together.

The present yearns to claim us,
the whole world offered.
Who knows what it seeks, we only desired this:
to spend each moment together,
to find a beloved like that.
In the realm of love, paths abound.

Beneath the blue expanse,
we found solace.
Vistas bloom, many destinations exist.
In a unified world,
what harm in attaining?
If we understand,
there's no delay in setting forth.

In moonlit nights,
on dewy paths,
if sorrow exists, then you are that.