kal choudhavi ki raat thi
shav kar raha charcha tera
kal choudhavi ki raat thi
shav kar raha charcha tera
kuchh ne kaha ye chand hai
kuchh ne kaha ye chand hai
kuchh ne kaha chehara tera
kal choudhavi ki raat thi

hum bhi vahi moujud the
hum bhi vahi moujud the
hum se bhi sab punchha ki ye
hum bhi vahi moujud the
hum se bhi sab punchha ki ye
hum hans diye hum chup rahe
hum hans diye hum chup rahe
manjur tha parda tera
kal choudhavi ki raat thi
kal choudhavi ki raat thi

is shahar me kisse mile
is shahar me kisse mile
hum se to chhuti mahfile
is shahar me kisse mile
hum se to chhuti mahfile
har shaks tera naam le
har shaks tera naam le
har shaks diwana tera
kal choudhavi ki raat thi
kal choudhavi ki raat thi
shav kar raha charcha tera
kal choudhavi ki raat thi

kuche ko tere chhodkar
kuche ko tere chhodkar
jogi hi ban jaye magar
kuche ko tere chhodkar
kuche ko tere chhodkar
jogi hi ban jaye magar
jangal tere parvat tere
jangal tere parvat tere
basti teri shahara tera
kal choudhavi ki raat thi
kal choudhavi ki raat thi

bedard sun li ho to chal
bedard sun li ho to chal
kahata hai kya achhi gajal
bedard sun li ho to chal
kahata hai kya achhi gajal
aashik tera rusva tera
aashik tera rusva tera
shayar tera insa tera
kal choudhavi ki raat thi
kal choudhavi ki raat thi
shav kar raha charcha tera
kal choudhavi ki raat thi
kuchh ne kaha ye chand hai
kuchh ne kaha chehara tera
kal choudhavi ki raat thi
kal choudhavi ki raat thi

Last night, the moon in its fullness shone,
Each shade spoke of your form alone.
Some whispered, "The moon's embrace we see,"
Others, "Her face, eternally."
Last night, the moon in its fullness shone.

We, too, were there, amidst the throng,
And sought our words, where we belong.
We smiled, and kept our silence deep,
As your veiled grace our hearts did keep.
Last night, the moon in its fullness shone.

In this town, tales of you abound,
From us, the gatherings were unbound.
Each soul now utters your sweet name,
A whispered fire, an echoing flame.
Last night, the moon in its fullness shone.

To leave your streets, a wandering vow,
A hermit's path, I'll follow now.
The forests, mountains, all are yours,
Each town and city, it endures.
Last night, the moon in its fullness shone.

O, Heartless One, if you have heard,
What song does this sweet verse afford?
Your lover shamed, your poet's plea,
Your own judge, meant to be.
Last night, the moon in its fullness shone,
Each shade spoke of your form alone.
Last night, the moon in its fullness shone,
Some whispered, "The moon's embrace we see,"
Others, "Her face, eternally."
Last night, the moon in its fullness shone.