Abhi kuch din lagain gey

Abhi kuch din lagain gey
Dil aisay shehar k paamaal ho jaanay ka manzar bhoolnay men
Abhi kuch din lagain gey
Jahaan-e-rang k saaray khas-o-khaashaak
Sab sarv-o-sanobar bhoolnay men
Abhi kuch din lagain gey
Thakay haaray huay khawabon k saahil per
Kaheen ummeed ka chota sa ik ghar
Bantay bantay reh gaya hai...
Woh ik ghar bhoolnay men,
Abhi kuch din lagain gey

Magar ab din he kitnay reh gaye hain
Bus ik din dil ki lauh-e-muntazir per
Achaanak
Raat utray gi
Meri be'noor aankhon k khazaanay men chupay
Her khawab ki takmeel kar dey gi
Mujhay bhi khawab men tabdeel kar dey gi
Ik aisa khawab jis ka dekhna mumkin nahin tha
Ik aisa khawab jis k daaman-e-sadd chaak men koi mubarak
Koi raushan din nahin tha
Abhi kuch din lagain gey...

(It'll be a while... to forget the sullification of a city such as the heart's, to forget all the big and small things of the desired world (of the world that I wanted to have, that I thought of having). Somewhere near the shore of all dead and lost dreams, hope tried to make a small house... it'll be a while to forget that house. But how much time is left now anyway? One night, all of a sudden, all my unfulfilled dreams will be realized, but then I'll become a dream (meaning I would be gone - maybe as in dead). An undreamable dream. A dream that didn't get anything... though its actualization was tried, it wasn't meant to become real. It just wasn't meant to get even a moment of blessings and light (of hope))