Ek ladki ko dekha to aisa laga

Jaise khilata gulaab, jaise shaayar ka khwaab
Jaise ujali kiran, jaise ban men hiran
Jaise chaandani raat, jaise narmi ki baat
Jaise mndir men ho ek jalata diya

Ek ladki ko dekha to aisa laga
Jaise subah ka rup, jaise sardi ki dhup
Jaise bina ki taan, jaise rngon ki jaan
Jaise balakhaae bel, jaise laharon ka khel
Jaise khushabu lie ae thhndi hawa

Ek ladki ko dekha to aisa laga
Jaise naachata mor, jaise resham ki dor
Jaise pariyon ka raag, jaise sndal ki ag
Jaise sola singaar, jaise ras ki puhaar
Jaise ahista ahista badhta nasha

ek ladaki ko dekha to aisa laga…
when I saw this girl, she seemed to me like…

jaise khilata gulaab
like a blooming rose;

jaise shaayar ka khvaab
like a poet’s dream;

jaise ujali kiran
like a glowing ray of light;

jaise ban mein hiran
like a deer in the forest;

jaise chaandani raat
like a moonlit night;

jaise narami baat
like a soft word;

jaise mandir mein ho ek jalta diya
like a candle burning in the temple.

ek ladaki ko dekha to aisa lagaa…
when I saw this girl, she seemed to me like…

jaise subah kaa ruup
like the beauty of the morning;

jaise saradi ki dhuup
like winter sunshine;

jaise vinaa ki taan
like a note from the lute;

jaise rangon ki jaan
like the essence of all color;

jaise balakhaayein bel
like a twisting vine;

jaise laharon ka khel
like the play of waves;

jaise khushbuu liye aaye thandi havaa
like a cool scented wind.

ek ladaki ko dekha to aisa laga…
when I saw this girl, she seemed to me like…

jaise naachataa mor
like a dancing feather;

jaise resham ki dor
like a silken thread;

jaise pariyon ka raag
like a fairy melody;

jaise sandal ki aag
like the fire of sandalwood;

jaise solah singaar
like the sixteen (traditional) ornaments of beauty;

jaise ras ki phuhaar
like a refreshing mist;

jaise aahistaa aahistaa badhta nasha
like a slowly growing feeling of intoxication.

ek ladaki ko dekha to aisa laga…
when I saw this girl, she seemed to me like…