kore kore sapne mere barso se the kitne adhure
dhire dhire rang saja ke tune kar diye unko pure
vada hai vada chahege tumko
jivan se jyada hai vada vada

kore kore sapne mere baraso se the kitne adhure
dhire dhire rang sajaa ke tune kar diye unko pure
vada hai vada chahege tumko
jivan se jyada hai vada vada
kore kore sapne mere baraso se the kitne adhure

taaro ko ghar me layege ham aasha ke dip jalayege ham
aayi hai bahare aayi hai khushiyo ke nazare laayi hai
kore kore sapne mere baraso se the kitne adhure
dhire dhire rang saja ke tune kar diye unko pure

vada hai vada chaahege tumko
jivan se jyada hai vada vada
kore kore sapne mere baraso se the kitne adhure
dhire dhire rang saja ke tune kar diye unko pure

panchhi kabhi bhi rote nahi patthar ke aansu hote nahi
pana hai kisi ko khona hai hona hai yaha jo hona hai
kore kore sapne mere baraso se the kitne adhure
dhire dhire rang sajaa ke tune kar diye unko pure
vada hai vada chahege tumko
jivan se jyada hai vada vada
kore kore sapne mere baraso se the kitne adhure
dhire dhire rang saja ke tune kar diye unko pure

Blank, bare dreams, for years they lingered, incomplete,
Slowly, you painted hues, and made them whole and sweet.
A vow is made, to love you so,
More than life itself, our vows will grow.

Blank, bare dreams, for years they lingered, incomplete,
Slowly, you painted hues, and made them whole and sweet.
A vow is made, to love you so,
More than life itself, our vows will grow,
Blank, bare dreams, for years they lingered, incomplete.

We'll bring the stars into our home,
And light the lamps of hope, to roam.
The spring has come, and joy descends,
Bringing joyful dividends.
Blank, bare dreams, for years they lingered, incomplete,
Slowly, you painted hues, and made them whole and sweet.

A vow is made, to love you so,
More than life itself, our vows will grow,
Blank, bare dreams, for years they lingered, incomplete,
Slowly, you painted hues, and made them whole and sweet.

Birds don't weep, in sorrow's sting,
Stone sheds no tears, no mourning bring.
To gain, to lose, what must unfold,
The story here, is to be told.
Blank, bare dreams, for years they lingered, incomplete,
Slowly, you painted hues, and made them whole and sweet.
A vow is made, to love you so,
More than life itself, our vows will grow,
Blank, bare dreams, for years they lingered, incomplete,
Slowly, you painted hues, and made them whole and sweet.