खिड़की से झांकता वो चांद, बना है गवाह बहते अक्षों का, जिन्हें छुपा रही थी मैं शब्दों के तले। कुछ किसी से कह वो सकेगा नहीं, कसम दी है उसे चांदनी रात में छिपे राज़ की।
To the darkest of night, She recited the story Of the demons that had no fight, But were chased to attain glory. Weird it was, To every star that hides a scar, To the moon that doped out the cause, That own thoughts are dancing in the bar.
Today I met my dead soul, In the verses I quote. It was disheartened for so long, But I realised after that fake dawn. I would concur to the reality, That my soul was a vanity. Only if I had oversight mine heart, I would have save it from descending apart.
दूर का सफर है तुम्हारे साथ, सोच बैठे थे हम ये बात, मगर जब लगी ठोकर, और देखा जो मुढकर, तब पता चला, अकेले ही चले जा रहे थे हम, तुमने तो पहले ही थाम लिए थे कदम।
The fire blazed the inner me To ashes that I anew cumulate To daub myself with. But it burnt me to deep And there I was left With a flame of despair again.