chandni rato me yad teri aati hain
kya kahu yar kitna tadpati hain
chandni rato me yad teri aati hain
kya kahu yar kitna tadpati hain
dil ko behlati hain, dil ko tarsati hain
dil ko behlati hain, dil ko tarsati hain
janeman jane jana jan chali jati hain
chandni rato me yad teri aati hain
kya kahu yar kitna tadpati hain

kya kashish hain aankho me
kya ada hain teri bato me
kya nasha hai tere hontho me
aa bhi jaana aisi raato me
teri palken jhuke toh sham dhale
teri palken uthe toh subaha chalti hain
too jo nahee yaha toh mai kya kahu
teri har ek yad pe jan chali hain

aye chand teri chandani kho jati hain jo kahi
uski yado me kya teri jan jati hai ke nahee
waise meri jan hain kahee aur mai tanha hu yahi
jaise lakho tare tujhe ghere huye
par teri jan toh chandani me hain
waise kai chehro pe nigah jaaye
par ek chehre pe yeh jan chali jati hain

chandni rato me yad teri aati hain
kya kahu yar kitna tadpati hain
chandni rato me yad teri aati hain
kya kahu yar kitna tadpati hain
dil ko behlati hain, dil ko tarsati hain
dil ko behlati hain, dil ko tarsati hain
janeman jane jana jan chali jati hain
chandni rato me yad teri aati hain
kya kahu yar kitna tadpati hain

In nights of silver, your ghost descends,
My friend, how deeply my spirit rends.
In nights of silver, your ghost descends,
My friend, how deeply my spirit rends.
It soothes the heart, then leaves it dry,
It soothes the heart, then leaves it dry,
My love, my darling, my life starts to die.
In nights of silver, your ghost descends,
My friend, how deeply my spirit rends.

What pull resides within your eyes,
What charm in every word that flies,
What intoxication on your lips,
Come to me, in these moonlit slips.
Your lashes fall, and twilight sleeps,
Your lashes lift, and morning weeps.
If you're not here, what words to weave?
My life is lost in what you believe.

O moon, your silver, when it fades,
Do memories of her your soul pervade?
My life resides elsewhere, alone I stay,
Like countless stars that light your way.
But your soul is in the moon's soft gleam,
Though many faces grace my dream,
One face alone, my life's desire,
To that sole face, my soul will retire.

In nights of silver, your ghost descends,
My friend, how deeply my spirit rends.
In nights of silver, your ghost descends,
My friend, how deeply my spirit rends.
It soothes the heart, then leaves it dry,
It soothes the heart, then leaves it dry,
My love, my darling, my life starts to die.
In nights of silver, your ghost descends,
My friend, how deeply my spirit rends.