Tere mere milan kee yeh rainaa
Nayaa koee gul khilaayegee
Tabhee to chanchal hai tere nainaa,
dekho na, dekho na
Tere mere milan…
Nanhaa kaa gul khilegaa angnaa
Soonee baiyaȧ sajegee sajnaa
Jaise khele chandaa baadal mė
Khelegaa voh tere aanchal mė
Chandaniyaȧ gungunaayegee
Tabhee to chanchal hai tere nainaa, dekho na
Tere mere milan…
Tujhe thaame kayee haathȯ se
Miloonga madbharee raatȯ se
Jagaake ansoonee see dhaṛkan
Balamavaa bhar doongee teraa man
Nayee adaa se sataayegee
Tabhee to chanchal hai tere nainaa, dekho na
Tere mere milan…
This night of our union will yield a new flower. That’s why your gaze is so bashful. Just look at our meeting.
A little flower will bloom; our empty arms will be filled. Just as the moon plays in the clouds, he will play in your lap. The moonbeams will sing…
Catching hold of you in countless embraces, I will meet you on the scented nights. Awakening unfamiliar feelings in your heart, I will fill your senses, my love. You will torment me in new ways…
Abhimaan (1973); Kishore Kumar, Lata Mangeshkar
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