in aankho ne kya kya, dikhaye najare
kahi chand tadpa, kahi tute tare
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai
ye dil bujh ke bhi, kyu jala ja raha hai
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai

mujhi ko banaya, sabhi ne nishana
mera dard haye, kisi ne na jana
bina soche samjhe, jo dil ne wafa ki
wo is nasamjh ki, sarasar khata thi
ye apne kiye ki
ye apne kiye ki, saza paa raha hai
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai

mai tanhai me bhi, nahi hu akela
laga hai yaha par, tabahi ka mela
ye aansu, ye aahe, ye gham, ye andhere
na jane pade kyu, sabhi piche mere
jise dekho wo hi
jise dekho wo hi, sitam dha raha hai
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai
ye dil bujh ke bhi, kyu jala ja raha hai
abhi tak mujhe, koi yaad aa raha hai

These eyes have witnessed, a thousand scenes unfold,
Where moonbeams wept, and scattered stars grew cold.
And still, a presence lingers, softly near,
And still, a memory, I hold so dear.
And still, a presence whispers in the air,
Why does this heart, though quenched, still fiercely flare?
And still, a memory, I hold so dear.

They made of me, a target, etched in pain,
My suffering, alas, remained in vain.
My heart, in folly, offered faith's embrace,
A foolish choice, a tragic, thoughtless space.
For these own deeds,
For these own deeds, a punishment I bear.
And still, a memory, I hold so dear.

Alone, I'm not, though solitude surrounds,
A carnival of ruin here abounds.
These tears, these sighs, these shadows, and this grief,
Why do they cling, a haunting, dark relief?
Each face I see,
Each face I see, a torment it imparts.
And still, a memory, I hold so dear.
Why does this heart, though quenched, still fiercely flare?
And still, a memory, I hold so dear.