moh moh moh moh ke dhaage
moh moh moh moh ke dhaage
ye moh moh ke dhage teri ungliyo se ja uljhe
ye moh moh ke dhage teri ungliyo se ja uljhe

koi toh toh na lage kis tarah girah ye suljhe
hai rom rom iktaara hai rom rom iktaara
hai rom rom iktaara hai rom rom iktaara
jo baadalo mein se guzre

ye moh moh ke dhage teri ungliyo se ja uljhe
koi toh toh na lage kis tarah girah ye suljhe
tu hoga zara pagal tune mujhko hai chuna
tu hoga zara pagal tune mujhko hai chuna

kaise tune ankaha tune ankaha sab suna
tu hoga zara pagal tune mujhko hai chuna
tu din sa hai main raataa na dono mil jaye shamo ki tarah
ye moh moh ke dhage teri ungliyo se ja uljhe
koi toh toh na lage kis tarah girah ye suljhe

ki aisa beparwah man pehle to na tha
ki aisa beparwah man pehle to na tha
chithiyo ko jaise mil gaya ik naya sa pata
ki aisa beparwah man pehle to na tha

tej hai dhara bahte se ham maha bhara
aa tham ke sanse le yaha
ye moh moh ke dhage teri ungliyo se ja uljhe
koi toh toh na lage kis tarah girah ye suljhe

Threads of longing, threads of longing,
Threads of longing, tangled in your fingers,
Threads of longing, bound to your touch.
No tracing of the knots, no knowing how they'll unravel.

Each pore, a single string, a single string,
Each pore, a single string, a single string,
That passes through the clouds.
Threads of longing, tangled in your fingers,
No tracing of the knots, no knowing how they'll unravel.

You must be a little mad, that you chose me,
You must be a little mad, that you chose me.
How did you hear, unspoken, everything?
You must be a little mad, that you chose me.
You are the day, I am the night,
Come, let us meet, like the evenings.
Threads of longing, tangled in your fingers,
No tracing of the knots, no knowing how they'll unravel.

Such a carefree heart, it wasn’t there before,
Such a carefree heart, it wasn’t there before.
Like letters found, a brand new address.
Such a carefree heart, it wasn’t there before,
Swift is the current, we are the sea overflowing.
Breathe here, and pause.
Threads of longing, tangled in your fingers,
No tracing of the knots, no knowing how they'll unravel.