mahek bhi kahani sunati hai sun lo agar
hawao ke jariye batati hai samjho agar
haal-e-dil, haal-e-dil phulo ki jubaa
mahfil mahfil kehti hai subah
jhil mil jhil mil tare din me bhi
dumte dumte hai, gin lo agar
mahek bhi kahani sunati hai sun lo agar

chhite rango ke parde hai, kore khwabo me jadte hai
mahfil ho gayi ho gayi
wo sabhi jo kabhi suni suni, suni suni si galiya thi
wo sabhi kafila ban gayi ban gayi
karlo karlo tay ye fasla, sapno sapno ka ye ghosla
tinka tinka ninde chun ke bhi
dumte hai dumte hai, bun lo agar
mahek bhi kahani sunati hai sun lo agar
hawao ke jariye batati hai samjho agar
mahek kahani sunati hai, hawao ke jariye batati hai
mahek kahani sunati hai, hawao ke jariye batati hai

The fragrance breathes a tale, if you but lend an ear,
Borne on the wind's soft sighs, a truth for you to hear.
The heart's own secret language, on petals it unfurls,
Whispered through every gathering, as dawn's bright banner swirls.
Lake meets lake, the stars themselves, even in the day's bright blaze,
They dance, they linger, if you but count the ways.
The fragrance breathes a tale, if you but lend an ear.

Splashes of color fall, on dreams yet unbegun,
A gathering, a gathering, now the journey's won.
Those silent, empty alleys, once forlorn and gray,
Now a caravan they've become, come what may.
Embrace, embrace this journey long, this nest of dreams so deep,
Each wisp of sleep, a feather light, you gather and you keep.
They dance, they linger, if you but weave them near.
The fragrance breathes a tale, if you but lend an ear,
Borne on the wind's soft sighs, a truth for you to hear.
The fragrance whispers tales, the wind its message sighs,
The fragrance whispers tales, the wind its message flies.