Takiye ke niche subah ke kuch khwab hai kachche pakke se...
Subah tak halchal honi hai, krwat me neende bo lena...
Ek aur raat hai jagi si, thak k bhi jake soti nahi,
ek aur raat tum suraj ki dehlij pe ja k so lena...
Subah ke khwab se chura ke kuch bunde os ki... Maine sham ka daman bhrne ko saamaan jutaya hai.
The horizon deceives it's chasers...
It wears bright colours each morning...
And as the day grows old
The makeup fades...
And clouds that create rainbows
All become puffs of vapour
The Camouflage of colours... nothing but a mirage.
Fools... drowned in that romance
Follow the horizon to nowhere...
Never disillusioned they keep saying,
"Clouds when touched... disappear..."