aisa bhi hota hai ye premi kabhi
milte hai jaise mile do ajnabi
anjaan se raho pe chalte hai ye
aisa bhi hota hai ye premi kabhi
milte hai jaise mile do ajnabi
anjaan se raho pe chalte hai ye
chupke duniya se pyar karte hai
koi dekh na le dil me darte hai
aisa bhi hota hai ye premi kabhi
milte hai jaise mile do ajnabi
anjaan se raho pe chalte hai ye

Sometimes, lovers meet, a curious twist,
Like strangers brushing in the morning mist.
Upon unknown paths, they softly tread,
A secret world within their hearts instead.

They steal their love, a hidden, fragile bloom,
From prying eyes, they shelter in the gloom.
A fear resides, lest someone should perceive,
The fragile roots their whispered feelings weave.
Sometimes, lovers meet, a curious twist,
Like strangers brushing in the morning mist.
Upon unknown paths, they softly tread.