waqt ne jo bij boya woh zamino pe na dikhayi de
kisne paya kisne khoya har ghadi har pal woh gawahi de
sadiyan ve han sadiyan ve
waqt ne jo bij boya woh zamino pe na dikhayi de

kahin samay ki akeli dhoop mein
yadein mili hain kayi roop mein
bhikra bhikra dard sehra
khwabon khayalon ka pechida safar
yadon mein doobi doobi sham o sehar
ansune afsano ka besuban kehti
guzare lamho ki lehron mein beh ke sadiyan ve
waqt ne jo bij boya woh zamino pe na dikhayi de

baiji teri jyoti lagariyan khil gayi meri phulwariyan
tera jhoola meri bahein tere hi dum se mere dono jahan
tere bina to marr jayegi ma teri suni lori ko na bhula paye
meri mamta ko dohrayenge sadiyan ve
waqt ne jo bij boya woh zamino pe na dikhayi de

barsi khuda ki sari rehmatein layi asar meri hasratein
main khushi se marr na jaun tune pukara mujhe keh ke jo ma
tooti ragon mein jaise daudi hai jan kya kahoon lakhte jigar
saal yun bite tere bin ik pal mein jaise
bitay hai meri sadiyan ve
waqt ne jo bij boya woh zamino pe na dikhayi de

khushiyon ke asu se bhige na man
mere kalajay ki bhuji agan sab muradein poori ho gayi
mujhko mila hai mannato ka sila
allah se ab na mujhe koi gila
meri mamta tere bin yun hi reh jati adhoori
iss ko na kar pati poori sadiyan ve
waqt ne jo bij boya woh zamino pe na dikhayi de

The seed the Time has sown, unseen in earth's embrace,
Who found, who lost, each moment bears its trace.
Centuries, oh centuries,
The seed the Time has sown, unseen in earth's expanse.

In Time's lone sun, a meeting of the minds,
Memories in forms of all kinds.
Scattered, a desert of pain,
A winding journey of dreams and thought,
Drowning in memories, dawn and dusk are caught.
Whispers untold, unspoken tales,
Flowing in the waves of bygone days, centuries,
The seed the Time has sown, unseen, it stays.

Your light shone, my garden bloomed anew,
Your swing, my arms, in you, my worlds accrue.
Without you, I would surely die,
Unable to forget your lullaby.
Your love, we'll sing its praise, centuries,
The seed the Time has sown, unseen it is.

God's mercies rained, my hopes took flight,
I might die of joy, called "Mother" by your light.
In shattered hues, life's essence runs,
What can I say, my heart, my suns?
Years passed without you, in a moment's guise,
Like my own centuries passed by,
The seed the Time has sown, unseen, it is.

With tears of joy, the heart finds no end,
My heart's extinguished fire, now mended,
All wishes have been granted, true and fine,
I've found the reward of prayers divine.
No grievance now, I hold with God above,
My love, incomplete without your love,
This, never could complete, centuries,
The seed the Time has sown, unseen it is.