pashmina dhaagon ke sang
koi aaj bune khwaab aise kaise
waadi me goonje kahin naye saaz
ye rawaab aise kaise
pashmina dhaagon ke sang
kaliyon ne badle abhi ye mizaaj
ehsaas aise kaise
palkon ne khole abhi naye raaz
jazbaat aise kaise
pashmina dhaagon ke sang
koi aaj bune khwaab aise kaise

kacchi hawa, kaccha dhuaan ghul raha
kaccha sa dil lamhe naye chun raha
kacchi si dhoop, kacchi dagar phisal rahi
koi khada chupke se keh raha
mai saya banu, tere piche chalu chalta rahu
pashmina dhaagon ke sang
koi aaj bune khwaab aise kaise

shabnam ke do katre yunhi tehal rahe
shaakho pe wo moti se khel rahe
befikr se ik dooje mein khul rahe
jab ho judaa, khayalo me mil rahe
khayalo me yun yeh guftagu chalti rahe
waadi me goonje kahin naye saaz
ye rawaab aise kaise, aise kaise
aise kaise, aise kaise, aise kaise

With threads of pashmina,
how is a dream woven today?
New melodies echo through the valley,
such rabab, how could this be?
With threads of pashmina,
blossoms have shifted their moods,
such feelings, how could this be?
Eyelashes have unveiled new secrets,
such emotions, how could this be?
With threads of pashmina,
how is a dream woven today?

Raw wind, raw smoke, dissolving,
a raw heart chooses new moments.
Raw sunlight, a raw path slipping,
someone stands silently, whispering:
"Let me be your shadow, follow you, walk on..."
With threads of pashmina,
how is a dream woven today?

Two drops of dew wander thus,
playing like pearls on the branches.
Carefree, they open into each other,
when separated, they meet in thoughts.
May this conversation continue in thoughts,
New melodies echo through the valley,
such rabab, how could this be, how?
How could this be, how?