Phool tumhe bhejaa hai khat me
Phool nahee meraa dil hai
Priyatam mere mujhko likhnaa
Kyaa yeh tumhaare kaabil hai
Pyaar chhupa hai khat me itnaa
Jitne saagar me motee
Choom hee letaa haath tumhaaraa
Paas jo tum mere hotee
Phool tumhe…
Neend tumhe to aatee hogee
Kyaa dekhaa tumne sapnaa
Aȧkh khulee to tanhaee thee
Sapnaa ho na sakaa apnaa
Tanhaee ham door karenge
Le aavo tum sehnaaee
Preet baṛaa kar bhool na jaanaa
Preet tumhee ne sikhlaayee
Phool tumhe…
Khat se jee bhartaa hee nahee
Ab nain mile to chain mile
Chaand hamaare agna utare
Koee to aisee rain mile
Milnaa ho to kaise mile ham
Milne kee soorat likh do
Nain bichaaye baithe hai ham
Kab aavoge khat likh do
Phool tumhe…
This flower that I am sending you in this letter is not a flower but my heart. O dear, please respond and let me know if it is worthy of you.
There is so much love hidden in this letter, like the number of pearls in the ocean. I would have kissed your hand if you were nearby.
You must be falling asleep, What dreams did you have?
When I woke up, there was loneliness, the dreams could not become mine.
I will keep your loneliness away, you just bring the trumpets.
Increasing the love don’t forget it, you are the one who taught me love
The heart is not satisfied with the letter only, when eyes meet, there will be peace.
The moon lands in our compound, let there be such a night.
If we were to meet, how shall we, write the way of meeting in the letter.
I am looking forward to you, when will you come, write a letter.
Saraswatichandra (1968); Lata Mangeshkar, Mukesh Chand Mathur (Mukesh)
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