baithi hun teri yad ka, lekar ke sahara
aa jao ke chamake meri, qismat ka sitara
baithi hun teri yad ka, lekar ke sahara
aa jao ke chamake meri, qismat ka sitara

din rat jala karati hun, furqat me
furqat me tumhari, furqat me tumhari
har sans dhuan banake nikalata hai hamara
aa jao ke chamake meri, qismat ka sitara
baithi hun teri yad ka

chup chap sahe jati hun, chup chap sahe jati hun
mai dard ki chote, mai dard ki chote
le le ke jiye jati hun mai nam tumhara
aa jao ke chamake meri, qismat ka sitara
baithi hun teri yad ka, lekar ke sahara
aa jao ke chamake meri, qismat ka sitara

aksar meri ankho ne, tujhe nind me
tujhe nind me dhunda, tujhe nind me dhunda
uth uth ke tujhe dil ne, kai bar pukara
aa jao ke chamake meri, qismat ka sitara
baithi hun teri yad ka

I sit, cradled by memory's thread,
Awaiting your light, to banish all dread.
I sit, cradled by memory's hold,
That fortune's bright star, may yet unfold.

Day and night, I am consumed by separation's fire,
By your absence, your absence, my heart's desire.
Each breath a smoke, a phantom's trace,
That fortune's bright star, may find its place.
I sit, cradled by memory's grace.

Silently, I endure, silently I bear,
The wounds of sorrow, the wounds of despair.
Living on, your name my plea,
That fortune's bright star, will shine for me.
I sit, cradled by memory's thread,
That fortune's bright star, may rise ahead.

My eyes in slumber, have often sought your face,
Your face in dreams, in dreams' embrace.
My heart has risen, and called to you,
That fortune's bright star, may break anew.
I sit, cradled by memory's hue.