इस दुनिया में पा कर तुझको,
आखिर मैंने ये जाना है,
तुझसे मेरा मिल जाना ही,
मुझसे मेरा मिल जाना है

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कुछ बाकी तो रहे,
ये ज़िंदगी, ज़िंदगी रहे,
हर शाम भी क्या,
यार के नाम,
कभी, कुछ, खुद से बातें,
अंदर भी रोशनी रहे ।

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जब प्यार हमें वो हो जाए,
अंतर कुछ बाकी ना रहे,
वो मिलना भी क्या मिलना है,
जब मैं भी मैं और तुम भी मैं

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What's true is underneath me,
What you're having is just a reflection,
With a meagre interpretation,
Which is really vague

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I was walking with her there,
Tried to hold her hand,
She released it within seconds,
So many thoughts I had in mind,
And then we sat in the Auto,
She gave her hand to me,
She loved me but she was afraid of people,
What do you say people?
Did she really loved me?

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you're so normal,
and then the life sucks,
this brain isn't for routine,
a sip of everything to try,
a bit of nothing to hold,
push yourself towards the resistance,
always an inch higher than you think,
life will become interesting,
when you would live the things,
you always held in your heart,
like forever

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Sometimes I ask the almighty,
I'm getting bored with the existing worry,
I know it is not going to end,
And it's all suffering in palm of my hand,
But give me strength to end it,
Replace them with something new to deal with,
Sooner or later my prayers get heard,
I get relieved and fly like a bird,
Just then the next part of my prayers come true,
I get a new set of issues to do,
And now this time whenever I pray,
I say to the almighty it was better yesterday

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In the deep silence of the dark night,
I find my soul whispering,
It beats its way out and,
plays the chords with the right string

the brain wants to takeover often,
allures me with momentary pleasure,
this soul tries to take the charge,
soon give into temptations and loose treasure

for the sake of knowing the truth everyday,
I wander in dark to find the light,
there I find my soul whispering,
in the deep silence of the dark night

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I observe everything,
I say a little less,
I look towards the sky,
almost sorted, a little mess

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for the cold in summer,
to heat ourselves in winter,
we've done a lot,
and spoiled the butterfly,
true that we've efforts to make,
we are born to try,
though I was resting by those trees,
when I cut them to reach the sky

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