milne ki hasrat me betabi ke saath
rah gaye faila ke hay dono haath
ful do din hans ke ji bahla gaye
aur ye gam se bin khile murjha gaye

aaye thahre aur gujre katile
fir na aise chahane vaale mile
maut se kyu isht shrminda
aise laila mar ke bhi zinda rahen
aise laila mar ke bhi zinda rahe

With a longing, restless and deep,
Arms outstretched, a promise to keep.
The flower bloomed, a smile so bright,
Then withered, consumed by the night.

They came, they paused, then swiftly fled,
Such lovers, now amongst the dead.
Why fear the end, this shadowed door?
Like Layla, love lives evermore.
Like Layla, love lives evermore.