Har ladki ka khawaab hoon…
Har Ek ke hothon ka unkaha Jawaab hoon…
Raheta tumhare Dilon mein hee hoon…
Mere bin pal bhar Bhi sakoon na Milega…
Ki tumhari raahon ka chiraag mai hee to hoon…
Har ladki ka khawaab hoon…
Har Ek ke hothon ka unkaha Jawaab hoon…
Raheta tumhare Dilon mein hee hoon…
Mere bin pal bhar Bhi sakoon na Milega…
Ki tumhari raahon ka chiraag mai hee to hoon…
If not for you, I wouldn’t know
What true love really meant.
I’d never feel this inner peace;
I couldn’t be content.
If not for you, I’d never have
The pleasures of romance.
I’d miss the bliss, the craziness,
Of love’s sweet, silly dance.
I have to feel your tender touch;
I have to hear your voice;
No other one could take your place;
You’re it; I have no choice.
If not for you, I’d be adrift;
I don’t know what I’d do;
I’d be searching for my other half,
Incomplete, if not for you.
By Joanna Fuchs
vo jaan gaya hamen dard mein bhee muskuraane kee aadat hai,
isalie vo roz naya duhkh deta hai meree khushee ke lie.
वो जान गया हमें दर्द में भी मुस्कुराने की आदत है,
इसलिए वो रोज़ नया दुःख देता है मेरी ख़ुशी के लिए.