mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega
mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega
aaj nahi to kal, mujhe mera pyar milega
aaj nahi to kal, mujhe mera pyar milega
mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega
mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega

jiske liye aankho ne sapno ke dip jalaye
jiske bina raato ko mujhe nind bhi na aaye
jisse juda hokar main firta hu maara maara
jiski jhalak paane ko pagal hu main dobara
jiski jhalak paane ko pagal hu main dobara
kis mod pe mujhko wo mera dildaar milega
aaj nahi to kal, mujhe mera pyar milega
aaj nahi to kal, mujhe mera pyar milega
mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega
mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega

aansu meri aankho ke, uske liye bahte hai
pagal zamane wale, pagal mujhe kahte hai
uske bina ek pal bhi katta nahi hai mera
uske khayalo ne yu dil ko hai mere ghera
uske khayalo ne yu dil ko hai mere ghera
mujhe phir bhi yaki hai wo mujhe ek baar milega
aaj nahi to kal, mujhe mera pyar milega
aaj nahi to kal, mujhe mera pyar milega
mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega
mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega
aaj nahi to kal, mujhe mera pyar milega
mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega
mere dil ki hai aawaz ke bichhda yaar milega

My heart whispers a promise: reunion's dawn,
My heart whispers a promise: the lost will be drawn.
Not today, perhaps, but tomorrow's embrace,
My love, my beloved, I'll find in this space.
Not today, perhaps, but tomorrow's embrace,
My heart whispers a promise: reunion's trace.
My heart whispers a promise: reunion's trace.

For whom my eyes lit candles of dream,
Without whom, in shadows, I cannot sleep, it would seem.
From whom severed, I wander, lost and forlorn,
Whose glimpse I crave, by desire I am torn.
Whose glimpse I crave, by desire I am torn.
At which turning shall I find, my heart's own core?
Not today, perhaps, but tomorrow's amour.
Not today, perhaps, but tomorrow's amour.
My heart whispers a promise: reunion's core.
My heart whispers a promise: reunion's core.

For her, my tears flow, a river of pain,
The world calls me mad, driven insane.
Without her, a moment, a second, won't cease,
Her thoughts, a fortress, my heart's release.
Her thoughts, a fortress, my heart's release.
Yet still, I believe, she'll meet me again, peace.
Not today, perhaps, but tomorrow's release.
Not today, perhaps, but tomorrow's release.
My heart whispers a promise: reunion's peace.
My heart whispers a promise: reunion's peace.
Not today, perhaps, but tomorrow's embrace.
My heart whispers a promise: reunion's trace.
My heart whispers a promise: reunion's trace.