rat bhar dhidaye namnak me leharate huye
sans ki tarahe se ap ate rahe jate rahe
shabke jage huye taroan ko bhi nind ane lagi hai
ap ke ane ki ek as thi abb jane lagi
shabke jage huye taroan ko bhi nind ane lagi hai
ap ke ane ki ek as thi abb jane lagi

khush the ham apani tamanna ka khwab ayega
khush the ham apani tamanna ka khwab ayega
najare niche kiye sharmaye huye ayega
kakhule chehare pe bikharaye huye ayega
kakhule chehare pe bikharaye huye ayega
pathiya khad kitho ham samaje ke ap ane lagi hai
sajthe masjud ke mabuth ko ham pahi gayi
shabke jage huye taroan ko bhi nind ane lagi hai
ap ke ane ki ek as thi abb jane lagi

subhe ne se jise uthate huye li angdayi
subhe ne se jise uthate huye li angdayi
aye subah too bhi jo ayi tho akeli ayi
meri mehbub mere hosh udanevali
meri masjud meri ruh pe chhanevali
abhi ja thake mere sajdho ko arman khile
abhi ja thake tere kadmo pe meri jan nikle
shabke jage huye taroan ko bhi nind ane lagi hai
ap ke ane ki ek as thi abb jane lagi

rat bhar dhidaye namnak me leharate huye
sans ki tarahe se ap ate rahe jate rahe

All night, in the sea of salted tears I swayed,
Like breath, you came and went, a fleeting shade.
The watchful stars of night, they now grow weak,
Asleep they fall; the hope of you, I cease to seek.
The watchful stars of night, they now grow weak,
Asleep they fall; the hope of you, I cease to seek.

We rejoiced, believing our desires would bloom,
We rejoiced, believing our desires would bloom.
Eyes cast down, shy, in the approaching gloom,
A face unveiled, through shadows you'd consume.
A face unveiled, through shadows you'd consume.
We thought the path was clear, that you would come to call,
We found the idol of our prayers, embracing all.
The watchful stars of night, they now grow weak,
Asleep they fall; the hope of you, I cease to seek.

The dawn stretched, awakened with a sigh,
But when the morning came, it came to me, alone, nearby.
My beloved, the one to steal my sanity,
My idol, the one to claim my very entity.
Come, and let my longings bloom at your feet,
Come, and let my life at your footsteps meet.
The watchful stars of night, they now grow weak,
Asleep they fall; the hope of you, I cease to seek.
All night, in the sea of salted tears I swayed,
Like breath, you came and went, a fleeting shade.