ye mere andhere ujaale na hote
agar tum na aate meri jindagi me
ye mere andhere ujaale na hote
agar tum na aate meri jindagi me
na jane mera dil ye kyo kah raha hai
tumhe kho na baithu kahi roshani me
na jaane mera dil ye kyo kah raha hai
tumhe kho na baithu kahi roshani me

meri aankh ne tumko dekha nahi hai
magar dil to mera tumhe janta hai tumhe janta hai
meri aankh ne tumko dekha nahi hai
magar dil to mera tumhe janta hai tumhe janta hai
to gam ke safar me mera hamsafar hai
mai kyo sath uska na dunga khushi me
ye mere andhere ujale na hote
agar tum na aate meri jindagi me

tumhari mohabbat pe mujhko yakin hai
tumhari mohabbat pe mujhko yakin hai
magar apani kismat pe hargij nahi hai hargij nahi hai
mohabbat ke kuchh khel aankho ne meri
bigadate bhi dekhe hansi hi hansi me na jane mera dil
na jane mera dil ye kyo kah raha hai
tumhe kho na baithu kahi roshani me

abhi to ummido ki duniya javan hai
naa chhedo ye maayusiyo ke tarane
tumhe bhi kasam hai ki dil me naa rakhana
khata ho gayi ho agar bekhudi me agar bekhudi me
ye mere andhere na jane mera dil
agar tum na aate meri jindagi me
na jane mera dil ye kyo kah raha hai
tumhe kho na baithu kahi roshani me
ye mere andhere na jane mera dil
agar tum na aate meri jindagi me

My shadowed hues, my sunlit days, they'd fade,
If you, dear heart, had never graced my life's parade.
My shadowed hues, my sunlit days, they'd cease,
If you had not arrived, my source of peace.
My heart, it whispers, though I know not why,
That in the brightness, I might lose you by and by.

My eyes have yet to witness your sweet grace,
But in my soul, your form I can embrace, embrace.
My eyes have yet to see your radiant face,
Yet in my heart, I know your time and place.
You walk with me in sorrow's weary quest,
Why should I not share joy, and be your guest?
My shadowed hues, my sunlit days, they'd cease,
If you had not arrived, my source of peace.

In your affection, trust my spirit finds,
But fate's decree, I fear, forever binds, forever binds.
Love's playful games, my watching eyes have seen,
Where laughter's bloom dissolves in shades of green.
My heart, it whispers, though I know not why,
That in the brightness, I might lose you by and by.

The world of hope, its youthful fire burns,
Do not now sing the dirge the spirit spurns.
I beg of you, within your heart, release,
If, in a daze, some fault brought ill, some piece,
My shadowed hues, my sunlit days, they'd cease,
If you had not arrived, my source of peace.
My heart, it whispers, though I know not why,
That in the brightness, I might lose you by and by.
My shadowed hues, my sunlit days, they'd fade,
If you, dear heart, had never graced my life's parade.