khuli hai khuli hai aankh magar
khwab hai wahi ka wahi khwab hai wahi ka wahi
khwab hai wahi ka wahi ye talabgar hai mujhe
nind ud kar na gayi nind ud kar na gayi
khwab hai wahi ka wahi

ye wo sahar hai ye wo sahar hai
sitaro me jikar tha jiska nahi hai chand magar
chand sa hai pas koi chand sa hai pas koi
khwab hai wahi ka wahi

bahar aayi bahar aayi kisi ne kaha chaman ka
kab aa gaye wo yaha hamko bhi khabar na hui
hamko bhi khabar na hui khwab hai wahi ka wahi

chalak padi hai chalak padi hai
khushi banke mere nagmo me
jo bat ho hoth pe par kabhi kahi na gayi
par kabhi kahi na gayi khwab hai wahi ka wahi

Eyes open wide, yet, still,
the dream remains, the same, the same.
A yearning soul, I feel it still,
sleep escapes, it will not tame.
The dream, still, the same.

This is the dawn, this is the dawn,
where stars once lived, though moon is gone,
yet, near, a moon-like presence gleams,
the dream, still, the same.

Spring has arrived, spring has arrived,
they say, in gardens, bloom revived.
When did they come, we failed to know?
The dream, still, the same.

It spills, it spills,
as joy within my songs takes hold,
the words unspoken, on my lips,
never said, never told.
The dream, still, the same.