Roman script
aaina mujhse meri pahli si surat mange
aaina mujhse meri pahli si surat mange
aaina mujhse meri pahli si surat mange
mere apne mere hone ki nishani mange
aaina mujhse meri pahli si surat mange
main bhatakta hi raha dard ke virane me
wakt likhta raha chehre pe har pal ka hisab
meri shohrat meri deewangi ki nazar hui
pi gayi me ki botal mere geeto ke kitab
aaj lauta hu to hasne ki ada bhul gaya
ye shehar bhula mujhe main bhi ise bhul gaya
mere apne mere hone ki nishani mange
aaina mujhse meri pahli si surat mange
mera fanphir mujhe baazar me le aaya hai
ye wo ja hai ke jaha mehro wafa bikte hai
bap bikte hai aur lafte jigar bikte hai
kokh bikti hai, dil bikte hai, sar bikte hai
is badalti hui duniya ka khuda koi nahi
saste daamo me har roj khuda bikte hai
bikte hai, bikte hai
mere apne mere hone ke nishani mange
aaina mujhse meri pahli si surat mange
har kharidar ko baazar me bikta paaya
hum kya payenge kisine yaha kya paaya
mere ehsaas mere phul kahi aur chale
bol puja meri bachi kahi aur chale
aur chale, aur chale
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