Teree aȧkhȯ ke sivaa
duniyaa mė rakhaa kyaa hai
Ye uṭhe subah chale
Ye jhukė sham ḍhale
Meraa jeenaa meraa marnaa
Inheė palkȯ ke tale
Teree aȧkhȯ…
Palkȯ kee galiyȯ mė chehre
Baharo ke haste hue
Hai mere khvaabo ke kyaa kyaa
Nagar inme baaṭe hue
Ye uṭhe subah chale
Ye jhukė sham ḍhale
Meraa jeenaa meraa marnaa
Inheė palkȯ ke tale
Teree aȧkhȯ…
Inme mere aane vaale
zamaane kee tasveer hai
Chahat ke kaajal se
Likhee huee meree takdeer hai
Ye uṭhe subah chale
Ye jhukė sham ḍhale
Meraa jeenaa meraa marnaa
Inheė palkȯ ke tale
Teree aȧkhȯ…
What else is there in the world apart from your eyes?
When they look up, the morning ascends, When they close, darkness descends. Tell me, do my life and death transcend under your gaze?
In those pathways of eyelashes reside lovely faces of smiling nature, And in them reside my land of dreams of every variety that capture.
In your eyes reside the images and pictures of my future, And my fate is written with the beauty of my love’s look.
Chirag (1969); Mohammed Rafi
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