chaahe kuchh bhi ho jindagi mein sanam
apne rishte ko kabhi aam na hone denge
teri chaahat hi mere gum ka hai ilaaj magar
isaki khaatir tujhe badnam na hone denge

ab tujhe hamse milna gawara nahi
ab tujhe hamse milna gawara nahi
yeh tera faisala hai ye tera faisala hai hamara nahi
ab tujhe hamse milna gawara nahi
ab tujhe hamse milna gawara nahi

bajm me har taraf teri najre kayi
bajm me har taraf teri najre kayi
bajm me har taraf teri najre kayi
bajm me har taraf teri najre kayi
bajm me har taraf teri najre kayi

meri janib hi koyi meri janib hi koyi ishara nahi
ab tujhe hamse milna gawara nahi
ab tujhe hamse milna gawara nahi

ishq homaj jo hai jiski takdeer me, ishq homaj jo hai
yeh ishq nahi aasaan bas itana samjh lijiye
ik aag ka dariya hai aur dubake jana hai
ishq homaj jo hai jiski takdeer me
ishq homaj jo hai jiski takdeer me

tufan kahe sadiyon se
tufan kahe sadiyon se kinara nahi
ab tujhe hmse milna gawara nahi
ab tujhe hmse milna gawara nahi
yeh tera faisala hai yeh tera faisla hai hamara nahi
ab tujhe hmse milna gawara nahi
ab tujhe hmse milna gawara nahi
ab tujhe hmse milna gawara nahi

Whatever storms life may bring, my love,
Our bond shall never become commonplace.
Your love alone can heal my every sorrow,
Yet, for its sake, I'll shield you from disgrace.

Now, meeting me holds no appeal for you,
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.
This is your choice, yours alone, not mine,
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.

Your gaze sweeps across the gathering,
Your gaze sweeps across the gathering,
Your gaze sweeps across the gathering,
Your gaze sweeps across the gathering,
Your gaze sweeps across the gathering.

Towards me, no sign, no signal shown,
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.

Love is a destiny, a sacred fire,
Love is a destiny, for those who are chosen.
Understand this, love is not simple,
A sea of fire, and one must drown to go through.
Love is a destiny, for those who are chosen,
Love is a destiny, for those who are chosen.

The storm whispers through the ages,
The storm whispers through the ages,
Of shores unreached, forever unknown.
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.
This is your choice, yours alone, not mine,
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.
Now, meeting me holds no appeal.