dhala din aise dub gaya jaise dhala din aise dub gaya jaise
jalta suraj rat ke gehre andhere me
din ye suhana kuch jana jana din ye suhana kuch jana jana
par nadi ke kho gaya jane kab aur kaise
dhala din aise dub gaya jaise

rang ye na tha phulo me to badle kya kya samay dekho
rang ye na tha phulo me to badle kya kya samay dekho
rang ye na tha phulo me to badle kya kya samay dekho
pas aaye to kyu na milke do dil gaye tumhi kaho jivan mere
pas aaye to kyu na milke do dil gaye tumhi kaho sajan mere
din hanse na bhi hanse sanjh se saza lenge jivan ko sathi
dhala din aise dub gaya jaise jalta
suraj rat ke gahare andhere me
din ye suhana kuch jana jana

socha jana bita kal tha chhet ka jaise sukha pata
socha jana bita kal tha chhet ka jaise sukha pata
socha jana bita kal tha chhet ka jaise sukha pata
jab bhi use banke tufa beshak le ude jane gire kaha jake
jab bhi use banke tufa beshak le ude jane gire kaha jake
sakhe sari jhum uthi aur khil gaye
gumche aise aakash failaye bahe
din ye suhana kuch jana jana din ye suhana kuch jana jana
par nadi ke kho gaya jane kab aur kaise
dhala din aise dub gaya jaise
jalta suraj rat ke gahare andhere me
dhala din aise dub gaya jaise
dhala din aise dub gaya jaise

The day descends, a fading ember's plight,
As the sun surrenders to the night's deep hold.
This sweet-familiar day, a whispered light,
Lost across the river, a story yet untold,
The day descends, its flame begins to fade.

These hues were not in flowers, see how time has wrought,
These hues were not in flowers, time has spun its thread,
These hues were not in flowers, what changes it has brought,
If near, why not two hearts in song be wed?
Speak, my life, my love, what shall we say?
Even if the day is not bright, with the evening we will color our lives, friend.
The day descends, a fading ember's plight,
As the sun surrenders to the night's deep hold.
This sweet-familiar day, a whispered light.

Thought the past was gone, a dry leaf swept away,
Thought the past was gone, a dry leaf swept away,
Thought the past was gone, a dry leaf swept away,
Though a storm may rise, and where it falls, who can say?
Though a storm may rise, and where it falls, who can say?
Branches all did sway, and buds unfurled,
Like arms embracing the vast, open sky.
This sweet-familiar day, a whispered light,
Lost across the river, a story yet untold,
The day descends, a fading ember's plight,
As the sun surrenders to the night's deep hold.
The day descends, a fading ember's plight.
The day descends, a fading ember's plight.