lagta h dar e dil pe dastak koi deta h
andekhe mere aansu
andekhe mere aansu palko se tapkte hain
har shaam nigahoo se yu jaam chalkate hain
har shaam nigahoo se
wo pyar bhara bachapan babul ka wo diya aangan
wo pyar bhara bachapan babul ka wo diya aangan
nazaro me suhane pal
nazaro me suhane pal jugnoo se chamkte hain

A knock upon the heart's door, it would seem,
By a presence unseen.

Unseen, my tears, they fall and descend,
From lashes, a stream.
Each dusk, the brimming cup of sight,
Spills over, it would seem.

That love-filled youth, the father's light,
That courtyard, a gleam.
In memory, moments so fair,
Like fireflies, they teem.