aaishaa meri
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri
kaha kho gayi kahani ummidon bhari
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri

abhi to yaha thi mushkukrati hui
apni nanhi baaton se dil bahlati hui
amanat thi khuda ki, vapas jana hi tha
sammaa thi parvano ke liye, jal jana hi tha
sochta hu us zindagi ka maksad tha kya
milkar judai kabhi na milne se behtar hain kya
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri

aaishaa kahan ja basi ho tum
lagta hain kahin kho gayi ho gum
ya fir aastha hi, bhul bhulaiya sa hain
manjil ka pata hi, kuchh mit gaya sa hain
kya fir kabhi tumhari, naa dikhegi muskan
kya meri ye talash, kabhi na hogi asaan
yaad aati hain bahut masumiyat tumahri
gujare jammane aur jadu si kahani hamari
itani jaldi chale jane ka kyun faisla kiya
bahut hansaya fir aise rula kyun diya
humm aaishaa meri
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri
kaha kho gayi

wo fisalte kadam aur bikhre se baal
wo naachti aankhe aur chulbuli si saval
wo nadan khwab aur bekabu armaan
yaad aave hain wo pyar bhare farmaan
ab ghar lautate hain to lagta hai ujada huaa
kisi tara fir mil jaau
ye rahti hain duaa
yakin tha hamesa rahega tumhara saath
bachpan ke baad hi kyun chut gaya
bo nanha haath
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri

aaishaa meri aaishaa meri
jab milte hain javano ke tol mujhe wo
tumahre hi sapno se bhare dil lagte hain
tumahri aankho me tha jine ka naya josh
fire khane kyun chhod diya kushiyo ka wo hosh
tute khwabon ke tukado ko
kaise bin bin ke jodun
unke sahare kaise zindagi ki raah ko modun
gam jo itna sath rahega, ban jayega najuk
dhundo koi isaki jo dava kar dega karun
bhul jata hun main sayad ki tumhi ho dawa
yaadon ki khurak pine me hain sifar
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri
kaha kho gayi kahani ummidon bhari
kaisi nind so gai aaishaa meri

Aisha, my Aisha,
what sleep has claimed you, Aisha, my own?
Where has the story of hope now flown?
What sleep has claimed you, Aisha, my own?

Just moments ago, your laughter bright,
filling hearts with your innocent light.
A trust from God, to return, it was true,
a moth to the flame, to be consumed anew.
I ponder now, what was life's design?
Is separation, a fate more unkind
than never to meet, my Aisha, my own?
What sleep has claimed you, Aisha, my own?

Aisha, where have you gone to reside?
Lost, it seems, on a path where secrets hide.
Or is faith itself, a bewildering maze?
The destination, blurred in a haze.
Will your smile never grace this world again?
Will this search of mine forever remain?
I miss your innocence, oh so dear,
memories of times, the magic we'd share.
Why such a swift departure, what's done?
You made me laugh, then left me undone.
Hum, Aisha, my Aisha,
what sleep has claimed you, Aisha, my own?
Where have you gone?

Those slipping steps, and hair unbound,
those dancing eyes, and questions that resound.
Those innocent dreams and desires untamed,
I recall your loving commands, deeply ingrained.
Returning home, it feels desolate and bare,
somehow, I yearn, to find you waiting there.
I held the belief that you would stay,
why did that tiny hand slip away?
What sleep has claimed you, Aisha, my own?

Aisha, my Aisha,
When I meet the young, with their stories to tell,
their hearts are filled with your dreams as well.
Your eyes held a fire, a zest for each day,
why did you abandon that joy, then stray?
How can I mend the fragments of dreams?
How can I shape my life, it seems?
If sorrow lingers, fragile and weak,
then seek a cure, the solace you seek.
I forget, perhaps, that you are the cure,
in the draughts of memory, my heart is secure.
What sleep has claimed you, Aisha, my own?
What sleep has claimed you, Aisha, my own?
Where has the story of hope now flown?
What sleep has claimed you, Aisha, my own?