aa phir se mere pyar ki kismat sanwar de
ujde hue chaman ko payam-e-bahaar de
aa phir se mere pyar ki kismat sanwar de
ujde hue chaman ko payam-e-bahaar de

jab tu nahi to dil bhi nahi ikhtiyar me
ik umr kaat di hai tere intjaar me
tere intjaar me
is bekarar dil ko kabhi to karar de
ujde hue chaman ko payam-e-bahaar de

aa phir se mere pyar ki kismat sanwar de
ujde hue chaman ko payam-e-bahaar de

kab se mera khyaal tere dil se dur hai
kashti kisi garib ki sahil se dur hai
sahil se dur hai
aa ab to aa ke mujhko kinare utar de
ujde hue chaman ko payam-e-bahaar de

aa phir se mere pyar ki kismat sanwar de
ujde hue chaman ko payam-e-bahaar de

Come, reweave the threads of love's design,
To the withered garden, spring's sweet sign.
Come, reweave the threads of love's design,
To the withered garden, spring's sweet sign.

When you're gone, the heart lacks all command,
An age I've spent, upon this barren land,
Awaiting your command.
To this restless heart, bestow some peace,
To the withered garden, spring's release.

Come, reweave the threads of love's design,
To the withered garden, spring's sweet sign.

How long my thought, from your heart's shore,
A pauper's ship, from harbor's door,
From harbor's door.
Come now, and guide me to the shore,
To the withered garden, spring's restore.

Come, reweave the threads of love's design,
To the withered garden, spring's sweet sign.