yadein kitni yadein, dil me jagi hai
batein kitni batein yaad aati hai
la la la la lla la lla

dil me jagi kitni yadein
kitni batein tum suno to
hum ye suna de
dil me jagi kitni yadein
kitni batein tum suno to
hum ye suna de
dil me jagi kitni yadein
kitni batein tum suno to
hum ye suna de
dil me jagi yadein kitni yadein
dil me jagi hai

mohalle ajab the wo
ajab unki galiya thi
jo pathar pe khilti thi
wo bachpan ki kaliya thi
ho mohalle ajab the wo
ajab unki galiya thi
jo pathar pe khilti thi
wo bachpan ki kaliya thi

ho kaha humko gam tha
agar dar bdar bdar the
ek dusare ke dilo me to ghar the
tha bachpan me jaise yahi kam apna
jo diwar payi likha naam apna
shararte tumhari thi hume badi pyari
shararte tumhari thi hume badi pyari
yaad aa gayi wo shokhiya
dil me jagi kitni yadein
kitni batein tum suno to
hum ye suna de
dil me jagi kitni yadein
kitni batein tum suno to
hum ye suna de
dil me jagi yadein kitni yadein
dil me jagi hai

wo barish bhi yaad aayi
wo kagaj ki naav bhi
wo sardi ka mausam bhi
wo jalta alav bhi
ho barish bhi yaad aayi
wo kagaj ki naav bhi
wo sardi ka mausam bhi
wo jalta alav bhi
ho yaad aa gaye hai
sun dost mere phir wo ujale
phir wo andhere
bit gaye the kahne ko jo din
laut ke aaye sath wo tere

purane din jhalke
to aansu mere chhalke
purane din jhalke
to aansu mere chhalke
yaad aa gayi wo dasta
dil me jagi kitni yadein
kitni batein tum suno to
hum ye suna de
dil me jagi kitni yadein
kitni batein tum suno to
hum ye suna de
dil me jagi yadein kitni yadein
dil me jagi hai
batein kitni batein yaad aati hai

Memories, oh how they stir, awakened in my heart,
So many whispers, echoes of a time now set apart.
La la la la lala la lala

How many memories awaken in my soul,
How many tales, if you would only know?
Let me recount them, the stories of old,
How many memories awaken in my soul,
How many tales, if you would only know?
Let me recount them, the stories of old,
How many memories awaken in my soul,
How many tales, if you would only know?
Let me recount them, the stories of old,
Memories that stir, so many memories rise,
Awakened deep within, before my eyes.

The neighborhoods, how strange, how they did seem,
Their lanes, a labyrinth, a childhood dream.
The blooms that pushed through stone, so frail and small,
The blossoms of our youth, answering freedom's call.
Oh, the neighborhoods, how strange, how they did seem,
Their lanes, a labyrinth, a childhood dream.
The blooms that pushed through stone, so frail and small,
The blossoms of our youth, answering freedom's call.

Oh, where was sorrow, when we roamed afar?
Our hearts were homes, though scattered, near and far.
Our only task, to carve our names in stone,
On walls of every street, our spirits known.
Your mischief, oh so dear, a vibrant art,
Those playful days, now etched within my heart.
Memories that stir, so many memories rise,
How many tales, if you would only know?
Let me recount them, the stories of old,
Memories that stir, so many memories rise,
How many tales, if you would only know?
Let me recount them, the stories of old,
Memories that stir, so many memories rise,
Awakened deep within, before my eyes.

The rains, the memory of them I embrace,
The paper boats, adrift in time and space.
The winter's chill, the cold that bit so deep,
The warmth of fires, secrets they did keep.
Oh, the rains, the memory of them I embrace,
The paper boats, adrift in time and space.
The winter's chill, the cold that bit so deep,
The warmth of fires, secrets they did keep.
Oh, friends, I see you, in the light anew,
The shadows too, the darkness we once knew.
Gone were the days, we thought had slipped away,
Now back they come, with you, to stay.

The past unfolds, and tears begin to flow,
The past unfolds, and tears begin to flow.

The stories rise, the memories that reside,
Memories that stir, so many memories rise,
How many tales, if you would only know?
Let me recount them, the stories of old,
Memories that stir, so many memories rise,
How many tales, if you would only know?
Let me recount them, the stories of old,
Memories that stir, so many memories rise,
Awakened deep within, before my eyes.
So many whispers, echoes of a time now set apart.