aise jeevan pyar sajaye jaise phool se khusboo aaye
hoti hai jeet dil haar ke duniya hai suni bin yaar ke
pal do pal hain pyar ke pal do pal hain pyar ke
aise jeevan pyar sajaye jaise phool se khusboo aaye
hoti hai jeet dil haar ke duniya hai suni bin yaar ke
pal do pal hain pyar ke pal do pal hain pyar ke
aise jeevan pyar sajaye jaise phool se khusboo aaye

aankho me chhupa ho koi saanso me basa ho koi
jab tak jaan hai dil se naa jaaye
aankho me chhupa ho koi saanso me basa ho koi
jab tak jaan hai dil se naa jaaye
aansu to chupane honge waade to nibhane honge
hona judai mout bhi aaye rahta hai injaar hi
gulshan me ek baar hi aate hain lamhe bahar ke
pal do pal hain pyar ke pal do pal hain pyar ke
aise jeevan pyar sajaye jaise phool se khusboo aaye

soche ya na soche koi chahe ya na chahe koi
phool khija me khil nahi sakte
soche ya na soche koi chahe ya na chahe koi
phool khija me khil nahi sakte
bairi hai zamana yaha samma parwana yaha
jal skte hain mil nahi skte
tute na sath yaar ka duniya me naam pyar ka
hota hai tan man vaar ke
pal do pal hain pyar ke pal do pal hain pyar ke
aise jeevan pyar sajaye jaise phool se khusboo aaye
hoti hai jeet dil haar ke duniya hai suni bin yaar ke
pal do pal hain pyar ke pal do pal hain pyar ke
aise jeevan pyar sajaye jaise phool se khusboo aaye

Let life be love, a fragrant bloom unfurled,
As scent escapes the petals to the world.
Victory's song is born from heart's defeat,
A barren stage when lovers fail to meet.
Moments of love, a fleeting, tender art,
Moments of love, etched deep within the heart.
Let life be love, a fragrant bloom unfurled.

Within the eyes, a hidden, cherished grace,
Within the breath, a soul's beloved space.
While life remains, the heart will not depart,
While life remains, the love within the heart.
Tears must be veiled, the promises held fast,
Though parting comes, and death itself is cast.
Yet still, we wait, as seasons come and go,
For moments of spring's glory, a vibrant show.
The garden blooms but once, a fleeting start,
Moments of love, a fleeting, tender art.
Let life be love, a fragrant bloom unfurled.

Whether we will, or choose to turn away,
In autumn's grasp, the flowers cannot stay.
Whether we will, or choose to turn away,
In autumn's grasp, the flowers cannot stay.
The world's a foe, the moth drawn to the light,
To burn and perish, lost to endless night.
May bonds remain, love's name forever bright,
The body and soul surrendered to its might.
Moments of love, a fleeting, tender art,
Moments of love, etched deep within the heart.
Let life be love, a fragrant bloom unfurled,
Victory's song is born from heart's defeat,
A barren stage when lovers fail to meet.
Moments of love, a fleeting, tender art,
Moments of love, etched deep within the heart.
Let life be love, a fragrant bloom unfurled.