ek ladaki ki tumhe kyaa sunaa_un daastaa
vo pagali hai sabase judaa
har pal na_i usaki adaa
phul barase log tarase jaa_e vo ladaki jahaan
ek ladaki ki tumhe

hai khafaa to khafaa phir khud hi vo maan bhi jaati hai
laati hai hotho pe muskaan vo
ho chup hai to chup hai vo
phir khud hi vo gunagunaati hai
gaati hai mithi mithi taane vo
kaise kahun kaisi hai vo
bas apane hi jaisi hai vo
phul barase

aajakal har vo pal bitaa jo thaa usake saath me
kyaa kahun khvaabo me aataa hai kyun
ho yaad jo aa_e to usase bichhadane ki vo ghadi
kyaa kahun dil duhkh saa jaataa hai kyun
ab mai kahi vo hai kahi
par hai du_aa ai hamanashi
phul barase

A tale of a girl, how can I begin?
Set apart, a heart that spins.
Each moment a new, unfolding grace,
Where flowers fall, and souls embrace.
A tale of a girl, how can I begin?

When angered, she’s quick to quell,
A smile upon her lips, a magic spell.
Silent she may be, a world within,
Then hums a melody, where joys begin.
Soft songs she weaves, a gentle plea,
How can I speak of what she is to me?
She is her own, a boundless art,
Where flowers fall, and souls depart.

Each passing moment, a memory held,
With her, a chapter, forever spelled.
Why does she haunt my dreams’ embrace?
A bittersweet ache, a haunting space.
When memories rise, of parting's sting,
Why does my heart its sorrow sing?
Though paths diverge, and worlds divide,
My prayers are with her, side by side,
Where flowers fall, and souls abide.