geet mein dhalte lafzon mein
taal pe chalti nabzon mein
naya kuchh naya to zaroor hai
shaam se leke sehron mein
dhoop jadi duphero mein
naya kuchh naya to zaroor hai
kya baat hai jo baat hai taaza lagey
zindagi ki nayi nayi faza lagey
haan ye umango se poora hua seena hai
lamha ye maanga nahi ise humne cheena hai
yunhi jeena hai

dhul jami thi aankhon mein
khwab khile ab lakhon mein
naya kuch naya to zaroor hai
dard ki baatien kal ki hain
aaj me khushiya chalki hain
naya kuch naya to zaroor hai
jebon mein hum raatein liye ghuma kare
fursat ke ye mauke sabhi jhuma kare
haan ye umango se poora hua seena hai
lamha ye maanga nahi ise humne cheena hai
yunhi jeena hai

hatheli me hai nayi garmiya
junoon sakht hai gayi narmiya
hai dilchasp ye aag si aag si
mitenge nahi yaad se yaad se
geet mein dhalte lafzon mein
taal pe chalti nabzon mein
naya kuchh naya to zaroor hai
shaam se leke sehron mein
dhoop jadi duphero mein
naya kuchh naya to zaroor hai
kya baat hai jo baat hai taaza lagey
zindagi ki nayi nayi faza lagey
haan ye umango se poora hua seena hai
lamha ye maanga nahi ise humne cheena hai
yunhi jeena hai

In words that melt like song,
In pulses that keep time along,
Something new, something surely is,
From evening's hush to morning's kiss,
In noons where sunlight's gold does cling,
Something new, a vibrant thing.
What whispers fresh, a world anew?
Life's atmosphere, so bright and true.
Yes, this chest, with longing full,
This moment seized, not made to pull,
Just to live, a joyful rule.

Dust once veiled the eyes' soft gleam,
Now dreams bloom forth, a vibrant stream,
Something new, a hopeful sign,
Yesterday's pain, now left behind,
Today's joy, a flowing grace,
Something new lights up this place.
With nights held close within our keep,
Moments of leisure, secrets to reap,
Yes, this chest, with longing full,
This moment seized, not made to pull,
Just to live, a joyful rule.

In palms, new warmth begins to bloom,
Passion's fire dispels the gloom,
Intriguing fire burns so bright,
Never fading, memory's light,
In words that melt like song,
In pulses that keep time along,
Something new, something surely is,
From evening's hush to morning's kiss,
In noons where sunlight's gold does cling,
Something new, a vibrant thing.
What whispers fresh, a world anew?
Life's atmosphere, so bright and true.
Yes, this chest, with longing full,
This moment seized, not made to pull,
Just to live, a joyful rule.