sathiya aa
tu mere sapno ka mit hai
tu mere hotho ka git hai
apni janmo ki prit hai
sathiya aa
tu mere sapno ka mit hai
tu mere hotho ka git hai
apni janmo ki prit hai
khao qasam na ho ye pyar kam
yahi vada karo yahi rit hai
sathiya
tu mere sapno ka mit hai
tu mere hotho ka git hai
apni janmo ki prit hai
khao qasam na ho ye pyar kam
yahi vada karo yahi rit hai
sathiya sathiya sathiya sathiya

ye rut mastani ye phul ye javani
ye sab tujhse hai o mere dilbar jani
ye rut mastani ye phul ye javani
ye sab tujhse hai o mere dilbar jani
sathiya
mai tere bin kuch bhi nahi
tu mere bin kuch bhi nahi
ye ratein din kuch bhi nahi
khao qasam na ho ye pyar kam
yahi vada karo yahi rit hai
sathiya sathiya sathiya sathiya

baharo se ye pucho ke yaro se ye pucho
kahege yahi sare hazaro se pucho
baharo se ye pucho ke yaro se ye pucho
kahege yahi sare hazaro se pucho
sathiya
tu mera dil meri jaan hai
tu hi mera arman hai
tu hi meri pahchan hai
khao qasam na ho ye pyar kam
yahi vada karo yahi rit hai
sathiya sathiya sathiya sathiya

Beloved, come.

You are the dream of my slumber,
The song that spills from my lips,
The love of lifetimes, a sacred ember.
Beloved, come.
You are the dream of my slumber,
The song that spills from my lips,
The love of lifetimes, a sacred ember.
Swear to me, this love will not diminish,
This promise, this is our custom.
Beloved,
You are the dream of my slumber,
The song that spills from my lips,
The love of lifetimes, a sacred ember.
Swear to me, this love will not diminish,
This promise, this is our custom.
Beloved, beloved, beloved, beloved.

This intoxicating season, these blooms, youth's prime,
All of this is because of you, my heart's cherished time.
This intoxicating season, these blooms, youth's prime,
All of this is because of you, my heart's cherished time.
Beloved,
Without you, I am nothing,
Without me, you are nothing.
These nights, these days, mean nothing.
Swear to me, this love will not diminish,
This promise, this is our custom.
Beloved, beloved, beloved, beloved.

Ask the springs, ask these friends,
They will say the same, ask a thousand ends.
Ask the springs, ask these friends,
They will say the same, ask a thousand ends.
Beloved,
You are my heart, my soul's fire,
You are my desire, my rising pyre,
You are my identity.
Swear to me, this love will not diminish,
This promise, this is our custom.
Beloved, beloved, beloved, beloved.