Ghadi se kaho zara tham ke chale
chand se kaho chale aahista
raat se kaho yahin ruk jaye
raat se kaho yahin ruk jaye
kat jaye na kahin ye rasta

Ghadi se kaho zara tham ke chale
chand se kaho chale aahista
raat se kaho yahi ruk jaye
raat se kaho yahi ruk jaye
kat jaye na kahin ye rasta
Ghadi se kaho zara tham ke chale

honsh ki had se nikal kar hum
dub hi jaye masti me
aise bhi kya rakha hai
es do din ki hasti me
honsh ki had se nikal kr hum
dub hi jaye masti me
aise bhi kya rakha hai
es do din ki hasti me

Ghadi se kaho zara tham ke chale
chand se kaho chale aahista
raat se kaho yahi ruk jaye
raat se kaho yahi ruk jaye
kat jaye na kahin ye rasta
Ghadi se kaho zara tham ke chale

jis ke liye bechain the hum
aaye jamane rahat ke
umar se lambe ho jaye kash ye lamhe chahat ke
jis ke liye bachain the hum
aaye jamane rahat ke
umar se lambe ho jaye kash ye lamhe chahat ke

Ghadi se kaho zara tham ke chale
chand se kaho chale aahista
raat se kaho yahi ruk jaye
raat se kaho yahi ruk jaye
kat jaye na kahin ye rasta
Ghadi se kaho zara tham ke chale

Tell the clock, to gently cease its stride,
Whisper to the moon, to softly glide.
Beg the night, to linger near,
Hold this moment, banish fear,
Lest the path, should disappear.

Tell the clock, to gently cease its stride,
Whisper to the moon, to softly glide.
Beg the night, to linger near,
Hold this moment, banish fear,
Lest the path, should disappear.
Tell the clock, its race to gently cease.

Beyond the grasp of reason's hold,
Let us drown in joy's embrace.
What solace dwells, in fleeting days,
In this transient, worldly space?
Beyond the grasp of reason's hold,
Let us drown in joy's embrace.
What solace dwells, in fleeting days,
In this transient, worldly space?

Tell the clock, to gently cease its stride,
Whisper to the moon, to softly glide.
Beg the night, to linger near,
Hold this moment, banish fear,
Lest the path, should disappear.
Tell the clock, its race to gently cease.

For which we yearned, in restless plight,
Now arrive, these moments of peace.
May these breaths, of such delight,
Last beyond our life's release.
For which we yearned, in restless plight,
Now arrive, these moments of peace.
May these breaths, of such delight,
Last beyond our life's release.

Tell the clock, to gently cease its stride,
Whisper to the moon, to softly glide.
Beg the night, to linger near,
Hold this moment, banish fear,
Lest the path, should disappear.
Tell the clock, its race to gently cease.