swarg se pyara hain apna chota sa ghar
swarg se pyara hain apna chota sa ghar
aise ghar ko lage na kisi ki najar
agar faristha koi dekh le ek najar
agar faristha koi dekh le ek najar
to rahe wo yahi aasma chhod ke
swarg se pyara hain apna chota sa ghar

khusboo hain phulo me jis tarah
dil me rahti hain tu is tarah
khusboo hain phulo me jis tarah
dil me rahti hain tu is tarah
dhadkano ki juban de rahi hain sada
ho na jaye kahin gul se khushboo juda
waqt lega agar imtehaa
dungi haste hue apni jaan
mar mitenge ae sanam hum tere naam par
swarg se pyara hain apna chota sa ghar

mere dil ki tu aawaz hain
mere jine ka tu raaz hain
mere dil ki tu aawaz hain
mere jine ka tu raaz hain
mera gam hain tera gam
tera gam hain mera gam
tera aur mera pyar
nahi hoga kaam
pankh main hu tu parwaaz hain
meri chahat ka aagaaz hain
rahna hain sang tere
ab yuhi umar bhar
swarg se pyara hain apna chota sa ghar
aise ghar ko lage na kisi ki najar
agar faristha koi dekh le ek najar
agar faristha koi dekh le ek najar
to rahe wo yahi aasma chhod ke
swarg se pyara hain apna chota sa ghar

More precious than heavens, our humble abode,
More precious than heavens, our small, sweet road.
May no shadow darken, no envy be sown,
If angels should glimpse it, and see it well known,
If angels should glimpse it, and gaze with delight,
They'd leave the celestial, and linger in sight,
More precious than heavens, our humble abode.

As fragrance resides in the heart of the bloom,
So you dwell in my heart, dispelling all gloom.
As fragrance resides in the heart of the bloom,
So you dwell in my heart, dispelling all gloom.
My heartbeat whispers, a constant refrain,
Lest the rose be parted from fragrance again.
If trials should come, and life's tempests blow,
I'll offer my life with a smile, you should know.
We'll perish for you, my love, in your name,
More precious than heavens, this love's burning flame.

You are the echo within my soul's keep,
The secret of life that my heart will now reap.
You are the echo within my soul's keep,
The secret of life that my heart will now reap.
Your sorrow is mine, and my sorrow is yours,
Our love intertwined, that forever endures.
You are the wing, and I am the flight,
The dawn of desire, my guiding starlight.
We'll remain together, as seasons unfold,
More precious than heavens, a story untold.
May no shadow darken, no envy be sown,
If angels should glimpse it, and see it well known,
If angels should glimpse it, and gaze with delight,
They'd leave the celestial, and linger in sight,
More precious than heavens, our humble abode.