apni ulfat pe jamane ka na pahra hota
to kitna achha hota, to kitna achha hota
pyar ki raat ka koi na sawera hota
to kitna achha hota, to kitna achha hota
apni ulfat pe jamane ka na pahra hota
to kitna achha hota, to kitna achha hota

paas rahkar bhi bahut dur baht dur rahe
ek bandhan me bandhe phir bhi to majbur rahe
paas rahkar bhi bahut dur baht dur rahe
ek bandhan me bandhe phir bhi to majbur rahe
meri raho me na uljhan ka andhera hota
to kitna achha hota, to kitna achha hota

dil mile ankh mili pyar na milne paye
baguba kahta hai do phul na khilne paye
dil mile ankh mili pyar na milne paye
baguba kahta hai do phul na khilne paye
apni manjil ko jo kato ne na ghera hota
to kitna achha hota, to kitna achha hota

ajab sulagti hui lakadiya hai jag wale
mile to aag ugal de kate to dhua kare
ajab sulagti hui lakadiya hai jag wale
mile to aag ugal de kate to dhua kare
apni dunia me bhi sukh chain ka ghera hota
to kitna achha hota, to kitna achha hota
apni ulfat pe jamane ka na pahra hota
to kitna achha hota, to kitna achha hota

If love knew no worldly decree,
Oh, how much better it would be, how much better it would be.
If love's night knew no dawn to see,
Oh, how much better it would be, how much better it would be.
If love knew no worldly decree,
Oh, how much better it would be, how much better it would be.

Though close, we remain distant, so far away,
Bound by chains, yet forced to stay.
Though close, we remain distant, so far away,
Bound by chains, yet forced to stay.
If my path were free of shadows' sway,
Oh, how much better it would be, how much better it would be.

Hearts entwined, eyes alight, yet love denied,
The gardener decrees two blooms must hide.
Hearts entwined, eyes alight, yet love denied,
The gardener decrees two blooms must hide.
If thorns had not our destination spied,
Oh, how much better it would be, how much better it would be.

A world of smoldering woods, ablaze and grim,
Meeting, they spew fire, severed, they dim.
A world of smoldering woods, ablaze and grim,
Meeting, they spew fire, severed, they dim.
If peace and joy within our world did swim,
Oh, how much better it would be, how much better it would be.
If love knew no worldly decree,
Oh, how much better it would be, how much better it would be.