ko: ek aas ek aasaraa hai tere shyaam kaa
aasaraa hai shyaam kaa
ek dip raah me jale tumhaare naam kaa
aasaraa hai shyaam kaa
teraa ye jahaan
yahaan meraa aur ko_i nahi
yahaan meraa aur ko_i nahi

su: tut gayi dor sabhi
ek aas baaki rahi
shyaam se milan ki
aa_o shyaam sundar
ab to shaam ho chali
jivan ki

more nain jhare
naino roye jaise ghataa saavan ki
aa_o shyaam sundar

sakhi rain ghire
dhire dhire rain ghire
din to jaise-taise kate
kaise kate ratiyaan
nid aaye kaise jab se base
akhiyan me akhiyaan
ko_i jaane naa jaane naa
mori baat ye lagan ki
aa_o shyaam sundar

A hope, a haven found in Shyam's grace,
Shyam's grace, my only space.
A lamp of faith, your name it will embrace,
Shyam's grace, my resting place.
This world, your realm,
Here, none is mine,
Here, none is mine.

The threads of all have frayed and flown,
One hope alone is sown,
To meet with Shyam, my own.
Come, Shyam, so fair,
As evening's shadows grow,
Of life, the final show.

My eyes now weep,
Like clouds of monsoon deep,
Come, Shyam, so fair...

The night descends,
Slowly it transcends,
The day, it passes, yet,
How will the night now be spent?
How can sleep arrive, when you have sent,
Your gaze, my eyes have rent?
None know, none grasp,
This longing of my heart,
Come, Shyam, so fair...