yaad na jaae, bite dino ki
jaake na aaye jo din, dil kyun bulaae, unhe
dil kyo bulaae
yaad na jaae, bite dino ki

din jo pakheru hote, pijare me mai rakh detaa
din jo pakheru hote, pijare me mai rakh detaa
paalataa unako jatan se
paalataa unako jatan se, moti ke daane detaa
sine se rahataa lagaae
yaad na jaae, bite dino ki

tasvir unaki chhupaake, rakh dun jahaa ji chaahe
tasvir unaki chhupaake, rakh dun jahaa ji chaahe
man me basi ye surat
man me basi ye surat, lekin mite na mitaae
kahane ko hai vo paraae
yaad na jaae, bite dino ki

The memory lingers, of days now gone,
Of days that departed, never to return.
Why does the heart call to them,
Why does the heart call?
The memory lingers, of days now gone.

If days were birds, I'd cage them with care,
If days were birds, I'd cage them with care,
Nurturing them, with gentle hand,
Nurturing them, with gentle hand, giving pearls of grain.
Clinging close to my breast,
The memory lingers, of days now gone.

Their image I'd hide, wherever I please,
Their image I'd hide, wherever I please,
This visage dwelling in my soul,
This visage dwelling in my soul, yet can't erase nor diminish.
Though they now feel foreign,
The memory lingers, of days now gone.