arman tha hume jinka, vo pyar ke din aaye
arman tha hume jinka, vo pyar ke din aaye
rut aayi vafao ki ikrar ke din aaye
rut aayi vafao ki ikrar ke din aaye

ab dil me na machlega diwana koi dil ka
ab dil me na machlega diwana koi dil ka
khamoshi na rokegi afsana koi dil ka
hotho ne girah kholi ijahar ke din aaye
arman tha hume jinka vo pyar ke din aaye

mukhada na chhipayenge hum chhav me baho ki
mukhada na chhipayenge hum chhav me baho ki
ban aayigi nu pyasi matwali nigaho ki
vo sham hai ya biti didar ke din aaye
arman tha hume jinka, vo pyar ke din aaye

ab hogi is dil ko bahlane ki saubate
ab hogi is dil ko bahlane ki saubate
sau bate bighad ne ki man jane ke sau bate
tanhai me sajan ke takrar ke din aaye
arman tha hume jinka, vo pyar ek din aaye
rut aayi vafao ki ikrar ke din aaye

The dreams we held, the days of love unfold,
The dreams we held, the days of love unfold,
The season of devotion, days of vows, we hold.
The season of devotion, days of vows, we hold.

No madness stirs within this heart’s domain,
No madness stirs within this heart’s domain,
No silence can restrain love’s whispered strain.
Our lips have loosed the knot, the days of truth remain,
The dreams we held, the days of love unfold.

No longer shall our faces hide in shade,
No longer shall our faces hide in shade,
Within the embrace of arms, love is displayed.
The light of longing, thirsty eyes cascade.
The nights of shyness fade, the days of sight are made,
The dreams we held, the days of love unfold.

Now solace comes to soothe this beating breast,
Now solace comes to soothe this beating breast,
A hundred tales of longing, put to the test,
A hundred ways to mend, to be caressed.
In solitude, with love, the days of talk are blessed,
The dreams we held, the days of love unfold,
The season of devotion, days of vows, we hold.