bade-bade akshar me hai, likha har pathar pe hai
manzil hai kitni door, kitni door zyada ya kum
beech zindagi ke hum ginti gaye hain bhool
bade-bade akshar me hai, likha har pathar pe hai
manzil hai kitni door, kitni door zyada ya kum
beech zindagi ke hum ginti gaye hain bhool
gin-gin ke din guzare nahi raftar thodi badha le kahi
din duguni raat chauguni
bade-bade akshar me hai, likha har pathar pe hai
manzil hai kitni door, kitni door zyada ya kum
beech zindagi ke hum ginti gaye hain bhool

andhe the kal ye raste tedhe the
aaj ujalo ke lambe ghere hai
andhe the kal ye raste tedhe the
aaj ujalo ke lambe ghere hai
tasveere jo thi deewar pe kal
dil me utar aur sath le chal
aankho ke parde pe khinchne lagi
tasveere kitni nayi nayi
din duguni raat chauguni
bade-bade akshar me hai, likha har pathar pe hai
manzil hai kitni door, kitni door zyada ya kum
beech zindagi ke hum ginti gaye hain bhool

do char din hi hai milnewale hath badha inse mil le gale
do char din hi hai milnewale hath badha inse mil le gale
kandhe pe yaro ke bazu rahe aankho me door ki aarzu rahe
gin-gin ke taro se nind chura le
aur khwabo ki goliya zyada le le
din duguni raat chauguni kitni door zyada ya kum
beech zindagi ke hum ginti gaye hain bhool
bade-bade akshar me hai, likha har pathar pe hai
manzil hai kitni door

ghante nahi hai to lamhe chun le
ghoomke aate rahenge, chun le
ghante nahi hai to lamhe chun le
ghoomke aate rahenge, chun le
har mod pe koyi kadi khadi hai
jud jaye jab wahi sahi ghadi hai
gin-gin ke jodoge jo tum inhe
ghat jayenge ye sare lamhe
din dugune raat chaugune
bade-bade akshar me hai, likha har pathar pe hai
manzil hai kitni door, kitni door zyada ya kum
beech zindagi ke hum ginti gaye hain bhool

gin-gin ke din guzare nahi raftar thodi badha le kahi
din duguni raat chauguni
bade-bade akshar me hai, likha har pathar pe hai
manzil hai kitni door, kitni door zyada ya kum
beech zindagi ke hum ginti gaye hain bhool

On every stone, in letters bold, it's etched,
How distant is the goal, how near or far?
Lost in the counting, life's grand tale we fetched,
On every stone, in letters bold, it's etched,
How distant is the goal, how near or far?
Lost in the counting, life's grand tale we fetched.
No more shall days be tallied, gone,
Let speed now rise, and life be spun.
Double the day, and nights take four,
On every stone, in letters bold, it's etched,
How distant is the goal, how near or far?
Lost in the counting, life's grand tale we fetched.

Blind were the paths, a crooked line,
Now circles of light, so bright, they shine.
Blind were the paths, a crooked line,
Now circles of light, so bright, they shine.
The painted scenes that graced the wall,
Now in the heart, embrace them all,
Upon the eyes, a canvas bright,
New painted scenes emerge to light.
Double the day, and nights take four,
On every stone, in letters bold, it's etched,
How distant is the goal, how near or far?
Lost in the counting, life's grand tale we fetched.

But fleeting days, a borrowed stay,
Reach out, embrace, without delay.
But fleeting days, a borrowed stay,
Reach out, embrace, without delay.
Let arms of friends around you be,
In eyes, the longing to be free.
From stars, steal sleep, a whispered plea,
More dreams to hold, eternally.
Double the day, and nights take four,
How distant is the goal, how near or far?
Lost in the counting, life's grand tale we fetched,
On every stone, in letters bold, it's etched,
How distant is the goal.

If hours are gone, then moments seize,
They'll circle back, if you but please.
If hours are gone, then moments seize,
They'll circle back, if you but please.
At every turn, a link it waits,
To join the clock, before the fates.
If you count, adding one by one,
The very moments will be gone.
Double the day, and nights take four,
On every stone, in letters bold, it's etched,
How distant is the goal, how near or far?
Lost in the counting, life's grand tale we fetched.

No more shall days be tallied, gone,
Let speed now rise, and life be spun.
Double the day, and nights take four,
On every stone, in letters bold, it's etched,
How distant is the goal, how near or far?
Lost in the counting, life's grand tale we fetched.