titliya ud rahi hain
titliya ud rahi hain
paas aati hain door jati hain
door jake wo fir mud rahi thi
titliya ud rahi hain
titliya ud rahi hain

hu andhere sawere sawere
phool jab os me hain nahate
narm jhoke lagate hain fere
tum ho is pal kaha
ye fizaa ye sama
aake dekho to mahboob mere
yu andhere sawere sawere
rang ki sarhade khusbuo ki hade
tutti hain kabhi jud rahi hain
titliya ud rahi hain
titliya ud rahi hain

ek suraj kiran man chali hai
jane kya kah diya usne aake
muskurane lagi har kali hai
har gulabi kali is tarah hai khili
jaise dali samma jali hai
ek suraj kiran man chali hai
rang ki sarhade khusbuo ki hade
tutti hain kabhi jud rahi hain
titliya ud rahi hain
titliya ud rahi hain

Butterflies take flight,
Butterflies take flight,
Near they come, then drift away,
Turning back, they gently sway.
Butterflies take flight,
Butterflies take flight.

In the dark, in the dawn, the morn,
When flowers bathe in morning’s tear,
Soft breezes whisper, gently born.
Where are you, in this moment here?
This air, this scene, beyond compare,
Come, my love, and banish fear.
In the dark, in the dawn, the morn,
Boundaries of hue, horizons of scent,
Shattering, then mending, it seems.
Butterflies take flight,
Butterflies take flight.

A sunbeam, a heart's desire, it flows,
Whispered secrets, softly bright,
Every bud begins to softly glow.
Each rose bud blooms, a fragrant sight,
As if the candle's flame now shows.
A sunbeam, a heart's desire, it flows,
Boundaries of hue, horizons of scent,
Shattering, then mending, it seems.
Butterflies take flight,
Butterflies take flight.