andheri rat me aye the jo shama banke
ujala de na sake rah gaya dhua banke
jaba ki pushp labo par thi mor khamoshi
jaba ki pushp labo par thi mor khamoshi
najar suna na saki dasta jabaa ban ke andheri rat
lagaye firta hu yado ko apne sine se
inhi dino me janab mera aashiya banke anndheri rat

They came to me, a flame in the darkest night,
But offered no light, only smoke's fading plight.
The flower of speech, a bud upon the lip,
The flower of speech, a bud in silence's grip.
The eye could not tell, the tale held in thrall,
In the dark night, the words could not call.

I hold memories close, against my chest,
In those very days, my haven was blessed,
In the dark night.