baharo ki maangi huyi ek dua
hazaro ki maangi huyi iltja
hazaro baras mein kabhi ho kabul
to khilta hai tumsa hansi ek phool

phool phool pe bani teri tasveer
phool phool pe bani teri tasveer
phool phool pe likha hai tera naam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam

phool phool pe bani teri tasveer
phool phool pe bani teri tasveer
phool phool pe likha hai tera naam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam
tujhe salam tujhe salam,
tujhe salam tujhe salam,
tujhe salam tujhe salam,
tujhe salam tujhe salam,
tujhe salam tujhe salam,

itraake balkha ke tu
kaise kadam uthati hai
ithlake balkha ke tu
kaise kadam uthati hai.

aise kadam uthati hai
jaise kasam uthati hai
aise kadam uthati hai
jaise kasam uthati hai
aaj ko ho jayega barbad
aaj ko ho jayega badnam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam

galo se ye lagta hai
ek masum kaval hai tu
galo se ye lagta hai
ek masum kaval hai tu
hotho se ye lagta hai
ek rangin gajal hai tu
hotho se ye lagta hai
ek rangin gajal hai tu
teri zulfe sawan ki raate
teri aankhe shishe ke do jaam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam

kisi geet ke mukhde-sa
dil kash tera mukhda hai
kisi geet ke mukhde sa
dil kash tera mukhda hai
is duniya ki chij nahi tu
ek chand ka tukda hai
kisi geet ke mukhde sa
dil kash tera mukhda hai
is duniya ki chij nahi tu
ek chand ka tukda hai
main to insan phariste bhi
main to insan phariste bhi

teri kasam ban jaye tere gulam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam
ho phool phool pe bani meri tasveer
phool phool pe bani meri tasveer
phool phool pe likha hai mera naam
tujhe salam ho tujhe salam
tujhe salam tujhe salam
tujhe salam ho tujhe salam,
tujhe salam tujhe salam.

A prayer whispered on Spring's soft breath,
A thousand pleas, a longing's depth.
Across the ages, a hope takes flight,
For a bloom as radiant as your light.

Your image etched on every flower,
Your image etched with gentle power.
Your name inscribed on petal's grace,
To you, I bow, in time and space.

Your image etched on every flower,
Your image etched with gentle power.
Your name inscribed on petal's grace,
To you, I bow, in time and space.

To you, I bow, a reverent plea,
As you sway, in joyful glee,
How do you lift each step you tread?

With every step, a solemn vow made,
As if the present must be destroyed,
To you, I bow, forever employed.

From your cheeks, a lotus, pure and true,
From your lips, a vibrant, painted hue,
From your lips, a vibrant, painted hue.
Your hair, a monsoon's endless night,
Your eyes, two chalices of light.
To you, I bow, with all my might.

Like a song's first, haunting line,
Your face, a treasure, truly divine.
Not of this world, a spirit free,
A fragment of the moon, you see.
Like a song's first, haunting line,
Your face, a treasure, truly divine.
Not of this world, a spirit free,
A fragment of the moon, you see.
I, a mortal, and angels too,

Would swear allegiance, just to you.
To you, I bow, forever true,
Your image etched on flowers bloom,
Your name inscribed, dispelling gloom,
To you, I bow, forever true,
To you, I bow, again to you.