jab main chalo toh sahaya bhi apni na saat de
jab tum chalo toh jamin chale asman chale
akho se na julafu se savan baras ke chal thi hai
akho se na julafu se savan baras ke chal thi hai
side sade logo ko divana bana kr chal thi hai
akho se na julafu se savan baras ke chal thi hai

jab milne ki baat karo toh kase chup ho jati hai
jab milne ki baat karo toh kase chup ho jati hai
jo pahro ki pyal se bhi shor macha ke chal thi hai
jo pahro ki pyal se bhi shor macha ke chal thi hai
side sade logo ko divana bana kr chal thi hai
akho se na julafu se savan baras ke chal thi hai

jab woh sahmne ati hai dil ki dharkan bhar jati hai
jab woh sahmne ati hai dil ki dharkan bhar jati hai
jane koi mosam ho or pyal utha ke chlti hai
side sade logo ko divana bana kr chal thi hai
akho se na julafu se savan baras ke chal thi hai

khali raste vakhat liye ga uski chl kiayamat hai
khali raste vakhat liye ga uski chl kiayamat hai
bheer mein woh aksar ghabrah kr chl thi hai
bheer mein woh aksar ghabrah kr chl thi hai
side sade logo ko divana bana kr chal thi hai
akho se na julafu se savan baras ke chal thi hai
akho se na julafo se

When I depart, even my shadow deserts,
But when you walk, the earth itself takes flight.
Not from eyes, nor tresses, a monsoon bursts,
Not from eyes, nor tresses, a monsoon bursts,
Leaving simple souls in lovelorn plight.
Not from eyes, nor tresses, a monsoon bursts.

When talk turns to meeting, silence descends,
When talk turns to meeting, silence descends,
A hush that stills the clamor of the breeze,
A hush that stills the clamor of the breeze,
Leaving simple souls in lovelorn plight.
Not from eyes, nor tresses, a monsoon bursts.

When she appears, the heart's rhythm takes hold,
When she appears, the heart's rhythm takes hold,
Which season's breath, she treads a path untold,
Leaving simple souls in lovelorn plight.
Not from eyes, nor tresses, a monsoon bursts.

The empty road bears her steps, doomsday's sway,
The empty road bears her steps, doomsday's sway,
In dreams she wanders, faltering always,
In dreams she wanders, faltering always,
Leaving simple souls in lovelorn plight.
Not from eyes, nor tresses, a monsoon bursts,
Not from eyes, nor tresses...