phir teree kahanee yad aayee, phir teraa fasana yad aaya
phir aaj humaree aankho ko, ek khwab purana yad aaya

jalate hain chirago kee surat, har sham teree ham yado me
jab subah ko shabanam rotee hai, kho jate hain ham fariyado me
jab dil ne koyee aawaj sunee, teraa hee tarana yad aaya

shayad kabhee milana ho jaye, baithhe hain isee arman me ham
tune toh kinara pa hee liya, ulajhe hain magar tufan me ham
ai jana-e-wafa phir aaj hame, pichhala woh jamana yad aaya

Again your tale, a whisper in the night,
Again your legend, bathed in fading light.
Again today, within these tear-filled eyes,
An ancient dream, again, it softly sighs.
Again your tale, a whisper in the night.

Like lamps that burn, in memory's embrace,
Each evening veiled, within your haunted space.
When dawn weeps dew, a silver, silent tear,
Lost in lament, consumed by rising fear.
Lost in lament, consumed by rising fear.
When the heart hears a distant, whispered plea,
When the heart hears a distant melody,
Your sacred song, it echoes back to me.
Again your tale, a whisper in the night.

Perhaps we'll meet, this hope we gently keep,
Anchored in dreams, where silent sorrows sleep.
You found your shore, a haven from the storm,
While in the tempest, we remain forlorn.
O soul of love, again today we find,
O soul of love, again, within the mind,
That vanished time, it lingers from behind.
Again your tale, a whisper in the night.