jab do pathar takrayenge to kya hoga niklega angara
jab do badal takrayenge kya hoga pani ki niklegi dhara
jab do dil takrayenge to kya hoga pyar hoga pyar hoga
jab do pathar takrayenge to kya hoga niklega angara
jab do badal takrayenge kya hoga pani ki niklegi dhara

kab hoga milan ye apna are mujhe kya pata
kab hoga sach ye sapna thoda sabar karo
hai kab tak hame tadapna hai kab tak hame tarasna
kab hoga milan ye apna kab hoga sach ye sapna
hai kab tak hame tadapna hai kab tak hame tarasna
milne ki bekarari hai pyar se bhi pyari
tan ki ye chah kaisi mannate ho jab tumhari
jab do dil takrayenge to kya hoga pyar hoga pyar hoga
jab do pathar takrayenge to kya hoga niklega angara
jab do badal takrayenge kya hoga pani ki niklegi dhara

ab duri sahi na jaye nahi nahi pas na aana
chune ko dil lalchaye uff dekho chuna nahi aaye
barkha bhi agan laagye ye pyas to badhti jaye
ab duri sahi na jaye chune ko dil lalchaye
barkha bhi agan laagye ye pyas to badhti jaye
ye pyas jo badhegi ruswa hame karegi
ye aag jo badhegi sima hi tod degi
jab do dil takrayenge to kya hoga pyar hoga pyar hoga
jab do pathar takrayenge to kya hoga niklega angara
jab do badal takrayenge kya hoga pani ki niklegi dhara

When stone meets stone, what flares? A spark, a flame.
When cloud meets cloud, what pours? A river's name.
When heart meets heart, what blooms? Love's sacred claim.
When stone meets stone, what flares? A spark, a flame.
When cloud meets cloud, what pours? A river's name.

When will our union dawn? Ah, I cannot say.
When will this dream be born? Just patience, pray.
How long must we now yearn? How long must we delay?
When will our union dawn? When will this dream be born?
How long must we now yearn? How long must we delay?
This longing to embrace, sweeter than love's own grace.
A body's yearning gaze, when you're in this space.
When heart meets heart, what blooms? Love's sacred claim.
When stone meets stone, what flares? A spark, a flame.
When cloud meets cloud, what pours? A river's name.

This distance, it's too much, yet close we must not be.
My heart desires your touch, alas, it can't be.
The rain ignites a clutch, and thirst grows endlessly.
This distance, it's too much, yet close we must not be.
My heart desires your touch, alas, it can't be.
The rain ignites a clutch, and thirst grows endlessly.
This fire, it will erupt, and shatter every keep.
When heart meets heart, what blooms? Love's sacred claim.
When stone meets stone, what flares? A spark, a flame.
When cloud meets cloud, what pours? A river's name.