ye sal ki aakhri rat hai jara samjhne vali baat hai
jo kal ki kal chhodo vo gujare saal ki baat hai
vo gujare saal ki baat hai vo gujare saal ki baat hai
ye sal ki aakhri rat hai jara samjhne vali baat hai
jo kal ki kal chhoado vo gujare saal ki baat hai
vo gujare saal ki baat hai vo gujare saal ki baat hai

aane vale ki khushi me tu jane vale ko bhul
aane vale ki khushi me tu jane vale ko bhul
gum chahe tujhko mile ho chahe mile ho phul
gujar gaya jo saal vo yaado ki barat hai yaado ki barat hai
ye sal ki aakhri rat hai jara samjhne vali baat hai
jo kal ki kal chhoado vo gujare saal ki baat hai
vo gujare saal ki baat hai vo gujare saal ki baat hai


aaj saal ki pehali raat hai jara samjhne vali baat hai
aaja mohabbat bant le ye kudrat ki saugat hai
ye kudrat ki saugat hai ye kudrat ki saugat hai
ager sunhari mauka aaj bhi kho jayega
ek saal jawani ka or kam ho jayega
ager sunhari moka aaj bhi kho jayega
ek saal jawani ka or kam ho jayega
hamsafer koi mil jaye to har raat teri sabraat hai
aaj saal ki pehali raat hai jara samjhne vali baat hai
aaja mohabbat bant le ye kudrat ki sogat hai
ye kudrat ki sogat hai ye kudrat ki sogat hai

This final night of the year, a truth to embrace,
What was, is gone, a past we must erase.
A past, a past, a fading trace.
This final night of the year, a truth to embrace,
What was, is gone, a past we must erase.
A past, a past, a fading trace.

In the joy of what's to come, forget what's flown,
In the joy of what's to come, let the past be unknown.
Whether sorrow finds you, or blossoms bloom,
The year that's passed, a memory-filled room.
A memory-filled room, a lingering bloom.
This final night of the year, a truth to embrace,
What was, is gone, a past we must erase.
A past, a past, a fading trace.

Tonight, the first night, a truth to perceive,
Come, share love's grace, what nature does weave.
A gift of nature, a gift we receive.
If this golden chance slips by your hand,
Another year of youth, lost on the sand.
If this golden chance slips by your hand,
Another year of youth, lost on the sand.
If a true companion, each night a fest of light.
Tonight, the first night, a truth to perceive,
Come, share love's grace, what nature does weave.
A gift of nature, a gift we receive.