yar milte hai, pyar milte hai hamko yaro nasib se
ek duje ki aadte bante, dil ko chhute karib se
har hasi pe, aansuo pe dete jo pehra
ek din kyu chale hain jaate chhod ke tanha
yeh dosti milti nasib se
yeh dosti khilti nasib se
yeh dosti nazuk hai, narm hai
yeh dosti yaaro ka karm hai

dosti ankh se chalakti hai jab banke paani
har kisi bund me jhalakti hai koyi kahaani
zindgi ke raasto pe hote kitne mel
dosto ke khone ka bhi hota hain phir khel
yeh dosti karti hain aankh nam
yeh dosti deti hain khub gham
yeh dosti milti nasib se
yeh dosti khilti nasib se

hota kya fasla puchha karta hu main khud se
dur hai log jo sach me hain kya dur mujhse
dil ki jebo me hain sikke jiski baato ke
pass hain wo phir kahi bhi baitha hu chhupke
yeh dosti tute bhi ruthke
yeh dosti banti bhi tutke
yeh dosti banti nasib se
yeh dosti chalti nasib se

Friends arrive, love appears, gifted to us by fate,
Each other's habits weaving, touching hearts so intimate.
Upon every laughter, every tear, they stand as guard,
Then why, one day, do they leave, abandoning us, scarred?
This friendship is a blessing, divinely bestowed,
This friendship blossoms, a tender road.
This friendship is fragile, soft to the touch,
This friendship, a kindness, loved so much.

Friendship overflows from the eye, a river's release,
In every droplet, a story, a whispered peace.
On life's winding paths, so many meetings unfold,
Then the game of losing friends, a story to be told.
This friendship makes the eyes weep and yearn,
This friendship offers sorrow, a lesson to learn.
This friendship is a blessing, divinely bestowed,
This friendship blossoms, a tender road.

What is distance? I ask myself, consumed by the quest,
Are those far away truly distant, put to the test?
In the pockets of the heart, the coins of their words reside,
They are near, though hidden, wherever I hide.
This friendship breaks, in anger's cruel sting,
This friendship mends, shattered, then taking wing.
This friendship is a blessing, divinely bestowed,
This friendship endures, as the seasons flow.