I can feel it,
I'm running out of time.
Someone will come 'round
and never again
will I cross your mind.

At times like this,
drowned in misery
and suffocated by the night,
I wish I could hear you say
"It's alright."

To ask you to recite it,
I couldn't bear.
Yet still,
I yearn to hear.

Deathly afraid to be troublesome,
I stay silent,
while the pain in my chest
grows violent.

I could never
be someone I'm not,
and everything I do
is for naught.

I can't be
someone I'm not.
Knowing my futility
is leaving me distraught.

For you to notice me
is what I want, it seems.
But I could never say so,
and it will remain
a dream.

यह है राजस्थान रंगीला
आकर यहां तू बन गई
चटख रंगों की खान
मैं बना रंगरेज हठीला
तुझ पर अब हूं मैं कुर्बान
और तुम हो गई मेरी शान।

जुबान की अब नहीं जरूरत
आंखों से ही हो रही बात
दो जिस्म एक जान हुए हम
अनुपम है यह वक्त की सौगात।।

Fighting down my fears
I've got so strong, that even
In my pain, I smile...!