Mere marne ke baad mera dil nikaal lena ... hai kisi aur ki amanat ... kahin saath jal na jaye

Take my heart out after I die ... it is someone else's deposit ... so that it doesn't burn with me

Yeh kaisi khwahish, yeh kaisa ehsaas hai ... joh waakif na tha kal tak woh har lamha ab mere pass hai ... yeh kaunsa rang hai, yeh kiska sang hai, yeh kaisa saaz hai, yeh kiski awaaz hai ... kyun neend ab pareshan si aati hai ... kyun har saans mein uski khushboo utar jaati hai ... tahruff toh abhi nahi hai usse phir har waqt kyun woh aas pass hai ... yeh kaisi khwahish, yeh kaisa ehsaas hai

What wish is this, what a feeling is this ... today I have every moment that I wasn't aware of until yesterday ... which colour is this, whose company is this, which instrument is this, whose voice is this ... why is it that I am unable to sleep ... why is that I smell her fragrance in every breathe of mine ... why is it that she is near me everytime when I don't even know her ... what wish is this, what a feeling is this

Farishtey hi honge jinka hua ishq muqammal ... insaano ko toh humne sirf barbaad hote dekha hai

Those who attain their love must be angels ... since we have only seen humans getting destroyed

Khwaab dil dekhta hai ... pura dimaag karta hai

The heart is the one who dreams ... and the mind is the one who fulfills it

Meri dastaan-e-hasrat woh suna sunake roye ... mujhe aazmane wale mujhe aazmake roye ... main bewatan musafir, mera naam bebasi hai ... mera kaun is jahaan mein joh gale lagakar roye

She recited the story of my desires and cried ... those who tested me cried after testing me ... I'm a traveller without any country, my name is helplessness ... I don't have anyone in this world who will embrace me and cry

Aapki aankhon mein sapne hai aur meri sapno pe aankhen

There are dreams in your eyes and my eyes are on the dreams

Khud ki beauty se anjaan beauty ... sabse khoobsurat hoti hai

A beauty who is unaware of her own beauty ... is the most beautiful thing

Sambhal jane se zyada haseen ladkhadana hota hai ... basharte koi sambhalne wala ho

It's more beautiful to slip than to stabilize ... assuming there's someone there to hold you

Jahan chai, wahan rai

Where there's tea, there's an opinion