purani jeans aur guitar
mohalle ki vo chhat aur mere yaar
wo raato ko jaagna
subah ghar jaana kood ke deewar
wo cigaretee peena gali mein jaake
wo karna daanton ko ghadi ghadi saaf
pahunchna college hamesha late
woh kehna sir ka
get out from the class
woh bahar jaake hamsha kehna
yaha ka system hi hai kharaab

wo jaake canteen mein table bajaake
wo gaane gaana yaaro ke saath
bas yaade yaade yaade reh jaati hai
kuchh chhoti chhoti baate reh jaati hai
bas yaadein yaade yaade reh jaati hai
kuch chhoti chhoti baate reh jaati hai

wo papa ka daantna wo kehna mummy ka
chhode ji aap tumhe to bas nazar aata hain
jahan mein beta mera hi kharaab
wo dil mein sochna kar ke kuch dikha de
wo karna planning roz nayi yaar
ladakpan ka wo pehla pyaar
wo likhna haatho pe a + r
wo khidki se jhaankna
wo likhna letter unhe baar baar

wo dena tohfe mein sone ki baaliyan
wo lena dosto se paise udhaar
bas yaade yaade yaade reh jaati hai
kuch chhoti chhoti baate reh jaati hai
bas yaade yaade yaade reh jaati hai
kuch chhoti chhoti baate reh jaati hai

aisa yaadon ka mausam chala
bhoolta hi nahin dil mera
kahan meri jeans aur guitar
mohalle ki vo chhat
aur mere yaar wo raato ko jaagna
subah ghar jaana kood ke deewar
purani jeans aur guitar
mohalle ki vo chhat
aur mere yaar wo raato ko jaagna
subah ghar jaana kood ke deewar

Old jeans and a guitar,
The neighborhood rooftop, and my friends near,
Those nights awake,
Then dawn, scaling the wall to disappear.
Smoking cigarettes in hidden alleys,
Forever scrubbing teeth, it would appear.
Arriving late to college, always,
The teacher's words, "Get out of here!"
Outside, always murmuring,
"The system here is so severe."

In the canteen, slamming tables,
Singing songs with comrades, all so dear.
Just memories, memories, memories remain,
Small, simple moments, crystal clear.
Just memories, memories, memories remain,
Little fragments lingering here.

Father's scolding, mother's plea,
"Leave him be, all you see is my son's misdeed."
In the heart, a silent vow,
To prove oneself, a different creed.
Planning daily, new schemes unfold,
Youth's first love, a planted seed.
Writing A + R upon the hand,
Peeking through the window, a desperate need.
Writing letters to them, time and again.

Gifting golden earrings, a heart's desire,
Borrowing money from friends, a desperate feed.
Just memories, memories, memories remain,
Small, simple moments, crystal clear.
Just memories, memories, memories remain,
Little fragments lingering here.

Such a season of memories has passed,
My heart forgets not, bound so fast.
Where are my jeans and guitar now?
The neighborhood rooftop, how it did last?
And my friends, those nights awake,
Then dawn, scaling the wall, unsurpassed.
Old jeans and a guitar,
The neighborhood rooftop, how it did cast?
And my friends, those nights awake,
Then dawn, scaling the wall, forever to be clasped.