yaha dil kee nahee koyee kimat jo chaahe toda jaaye
jab tak na bane koyee rishta ham rahate hai paraaye
manjil kya manjil ke abb toh mitane lage hai nishaan
ham ban na sake aashiya
haaye ban na saka aashiya

Here, no heart's value holds, a fleeting grace,
That can be shattered, scattered in this place.
Till bonds are forged, we wander, strangers still,
Lost in a world where shadows softly spill.

What is the goal? The path begins to fade,
The markers vanish, memories betrayed.
We could not build, nor find a dwelling's keep,
No haven found, where weary souls might sleep.