Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi
Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi
shbbar reha charcha teri
shbbar reha charcha teri
Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi

kuch ne keha ye chand hai
kuch ne keha ye chand hai
kuch ne keha chehar tera
Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi
hum bhi wahi munjud the
hamse bhi pucha kijiye
kuch ne keha ye chand hai
ye chand hai ye chand hai
kuch ne keha chehar tera
hum bhi wahi munjud the
hamse bhi pucha kijiye
hum hasa diye hum chup rahe
manjur tha parda teri
Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi
Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi
shbbar reha chehar teri
Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi

ucnhi patere chhod kar
jogi hi ban jaye
magar jangal tere parbat
tere jangal tere parbat
basti teri shehar tere
Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi
Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi
shbbar reha charcha teri
Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi

kuch ne keha ye chand hai
kuch ne keha ye chand hai
kuch ne keha chehar tera
tera chehra kitna sohana lagta hai
tere aage chand purna lagta hai
tere aage chand purna lagta hai
tera chehra kitna sohana lagta hai

tirchhe tirchhe tir nazar ke aate hai
tirchhe tirchhe tir nazar ke aate hai
bujhte bujhte ik jamana lagta hai
bujhte bujhte ik jamana lagta hai
tere chehar kitna sohana lagta hai
tere aage chand purna lagta hai

mashuk ka budapa lajjat dila raha hai
mashuk ka budapa lajjat dila raha hai
angur ka majhra ab kismish me a rha hai
bujhte bujhte ik jamana lagta hai
tujhse milkar imali mitti lagti hai
tujhse bichhar kar shihad bhi khara lagta hai
tujhse bichhar kar shihad bhi khara lagta hai
tere aage chand begar lagata hai
tere aage chand begar lagata hai
tere chehar kitna pyara lagta hai

The fourteenth night bloomed,
Your name, a whispered song.
The fourteenth night bloomed.

Some said, "A moon's embrace,"
Some, "Your face, the sun."
The fourteenth night bloomed.
We were there, present too,
Ask us, too, our humble view.
Some said, "A moon's embrace,"
A moon, a moon, a moon so bright.
Some, "Your face, the sun."
We were there, present too,
Ask us, too, our humble view.
We smiled, we held our tongue,
Your veil, our silent choice.
The fourteenth night bloomed,
Your name, a whispered song.
The fourteenth night bloomed.

Leaving lofty thrones behind,
Become a wandering mendicant.
But the forests are yours, the mountains,
Yours the wilderness, yours the peaks.
Your town, your desert vast.
The fourteenth night bloomed,
Your name, a whispered song.
The fourteenth night bloomed.

Some said, "A moon's embrace,"
Some, "Your face, the sun."
How lovely your face appears,
Beside it, the moon seems old.
How lovely your face appears.

Your glances, arrows slantwise,
Directly, to the heart, they land.
Beside it, the moon seems old.
How lovely your face appears.

Fire flares in fleeting moments,
Extinguishing, an age it takes.
How lovely your face appears,
Beside it, the moon seems old.

Beloved's age, a pleasure now,
Grapes' taste, in raisins found.
Extinguishing, an age it takes.
Meeting you, tamarind, so sweet,
Parting, honey tastes so bitter.
Beside you, the moon seems a beggar.
How darling your face appears.