Chupa raha
Aaj chaandni,
Sitara
Na milay
Dobara
Roza
Faaka
Mein na bol raha
Toh na suni (Itna suna)
Meri baat
Sun zara
There's something
In the trees
Though it never set you free
Though you never said you'd sell your soul
That seems to be what you're doing as you're getting older and older
You'd never face the sun anyway
And now it's your turn to go any day, now
I put the nails in your coffin
Akin to murmurs in the dark
And it made a big noise
When it was torn apart
I can embrace the feeling
Assembling
I can embrace the feeling
Of semblance
