aaj chand de gaya khidki pe dastak
de gaya beete samay ki phir se jhalak
de gaya phir mann mei ik kasak
kyun rooth sa jaata saara jahaan hai
kyun toote patton sa mann bemanzil uda jaata hai
kyun dard raat ke rangon sa roz roz ubhar aata hai
sochti hoon kya kabhi ye jahaan phir apna lagega
kya kabhi mann udaan ko koi manzil milegi
kya raat ka rang bhor mein ghul ke ghum ho jayega
the moon, today, gave a knock on the window
gave a snapshot of old times
gave an ache in the heart
why does the whole word turn its face away
why, like broken leaves the heart flies without a destination
why, pain, like the colors of the night, rises every day
i am thinking will this world ever feel like my own
will the heart-flying ever get a destination
will the colors fo the night merge and get lost in the dawn
This first anniversary (of something) wasn't something I wanted to remember ... But unfortunately, it will not go away without reminding me of it. I am good with dates.
de gaya beete samay ki phir se jhalak
de gaya phir mann mei ik kasak
kyun rooth sa jaata saara jahaan hai
kyun toote patton sa mann bemanzil uda jaata hai
kyun dard raat ke rangon sa roz roz ubhar aata hai
sochti hoon kya kabhi ye jahaan phir apna lagega
kya kabhi mann udaan ko koi manzil milegi
kya raat ka rang bhor mein ghul ke ghum ho jayega
the moon, today, gave a knock on the window
gave a snapshot of old times
gave an ache in the heart
why does the whole word turn its face away
why, like broken leaves the heart flies without a destination
why, pain, like the colors of the night, rises every day
i am thinking will this world ever feel like my own
will the heart-flying ever get a destination
will the colors fo the night merge and get lost in the dawn
This first anniversary (of something) wasn't something I wanted to remember ... But unfortunately, it will not go away without reminding me of it. I am good with dates.
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