kal raat tumhare hontho ki
tasveer banayi aankho ne
kal raat tumhare hontho ki
tasveer banayi aankho ne
phir halka halka rang bhara
phir halka halka rang bhara
in mahki mahki saanso ne
kal raat tumhare hontho ki
tasveer banayi aankho ne
phir halka halka rang bhara
ha phir halka halka rang bhara
in mahki mahki saanso ne
kal raat tumhare hontho ki
tasveer banayi aankho ne, kal raat

ye julfe teri lahrayi hai
ya kaali ghataye chhayi hai
ye julfe teri lahrayi hai
ya kaali ghataye chhayi hai
ya kaali ghataye chhayi hai
sau baar tumhare kadmo ko
chuma hai machalti raaho ne
kal raat tumhare hontho ki
tasveer banayi aankho ne, kal raat

hai aur bhi is duniya me hasi
par tujh jaisa koi aur nahi
hai aur bhi is duniya me hasi
par tujh jaisa koi aur nahi
par tujh jaisa koi aur nahi
na jane kya dekha tujhme
meri betaab nigaho ne
kal raat tumhare hontho ki
tasveer banayi aankho ne, kal raat

jo phul khila tha is dil me
wo mahak utha hai mehfil me
jo phul khila tha is dil me
wo mahak utha hai mehfil me
wo mahak utha hai mehfil me
har baar tumhara naam liya
dil ki benaam sada ne
kal raat tumhare hontho ki
tasveer banayi aankho ne
phir halka halka rang bhara
ha phir halka halka rang bhara
in mahki mahki saanso ne
kal raat tumhare hontho ki
tasveer banayi aankho n
kal raat tumhare hontho ki
tasveer banayi aankho ne, kal raat

Last night, your lips, a portrait drawn,
By eyes that yearned at break of dawn.
Last night, your lips, a portrait born,
By eyes that yearned at break of morn.
Then hues of whispers, light and deep,
Then hues of whispers, secrets to keep,
By breaths, a fragrant, soulful sleep.
Last night, your lips, a painted dream,
By eyes that saw a flowing stream.
Then hues of whispers, gently spread,
Oh, hues of whispers, softly led,
By breaths, a fragrant life instead.
Last night, your lips, a canvas bright,
A vision captured in the night.

Your tresses dance, a raven's flight,
Or clouds of darkness veil the light?
Your tresses dance, a raven's wing,
Or shadows where the moonbeams swing?
Or shadows where the moonbeams sway,
A hundred times your footsteps lay,
Kissed by the paths that long to stay.
Last night, your lips, a whispered plea,
A secret held eternally.

There are beauties, many and bold,
But none like you, a story told.
There are beauties, sparkling and bright,
But none like you, a guiding light.
But none like you, a burning brand,
What was it that my eyes unplanned,
Saw in you, in this longing land?
Last night, your lips, a whispered art,
That mirrored deep within my heart.

The flower bloomed within my soul,
Its fragrance filled the whole.
The flower bloomed, a vibrant hue,
Its perfume filled the gathering through.
Its perfume, in the gathering's grace,
Each time I spoke your name and place,
The heart's unspoken, secret space.
Last night, your lips, a painted trace,
By eyes that saw your lovely face,
Then hues of whispers, light and free,
Oh, hues of whispers, meant for me,
By breaths, a fragrant ecstasy.
Last night, your lips, a vision true,
A painted dream, for me and you.
Last night, your lips, a painted gleam,
A vibrant heart's eternal dream.