kisi ki yaad mere aaspaas rahti hain
kisi ki yaad mere aaspaas rahti hain
bahut dino se tabiyat udaas rahti hain
kisi ki yaad mere aaspaas rahti hain

bichhad gaya hai, magar dil ye maanta hi nahi
bichhad gaya hai, magar dil ye maanta hi nahi
bichhad gaya hai, magar dil ye maanta hi nahi
na jaane kyu, tere milne ki aas rahti hai
na jaane kyu, tere milne ki aas rahti hai
bahut dino se tabiyat udaas rahti hain
kisi ki yaad mere aaspaas rahti hain

chhudake haath agar chal diya to hairat kyon
chhudake haath agar chal diya to hairat kyon
chhudake haath agar chal diya to hairat kyon
khushi hamesha yaha kiske paas rahti hain
khushi hamesha yaha kiske paas rahti hain
bahut dino se tabiyat udaas rahti hain
kisi ki yaad mere aaspaas rahti hain

tu apne aeb chhupane chala to hai lekin
tu apne aeb chhupane chala to hai lekin
tu apne aeb chhupane chala to hai lekin
har aaine ki nazar belibaas rahti hai
har aaine ki nazar belibaas rahti hai
bahut dino se tabiyat udaas rahti hain
kisi ki yaad mere aaspaas rahti hain
bahut dino se tabiyat udaas rahti hain
kisi ki yaad mere aaspaas rahti hain

A phantom lingers, a presence unseen,
A shadow that walks, where my spirit has been.
For days on end, a sorrow descends,
A phantom lingers, a presence unseen.

Though parted we are, my heart disbelieves,
Though parted we are, my heart disbelieves,
Though parted we are, my heart disbelieves.
Why, oh why, does hope still weaves?
Why, oh why, does hope still weaves?
For days on end, a sorrow descends,
A phantom lingers, a presence unseen.

If hands have released, and you've gone your way,
If hands have released, and you've gone your way,
If hands have released, and you've gone your way,
Why wonder when joy will not stay?
Why wonder when joy will not stay?
For days on end, a sorrow descends,
A phantom lingers, a presence unseen.

You flee from your flaws, to hide them from view,
You flee from your flaws, to hide them from view,
You flee from your flaws, to hide them from view,
Yet mirrors reflect, in truth, they are true.
Yet mirrors reflect, in truth, they are true.
For days on end, a sorrow descends,
A phantom lingers, a presence unseen.
For days on end, a sorrow descends,
A phantom lingers, a presence unseen.