The natural scent of your hair,
Has lingered here on my mind,
It seems as though since forever.

And it becomes stronger,
So does our relationship,
And likewise we become.

And it becomes strengthy,
So does our bond of trust,
And so our love matures.

Thornless roses,
Seedless fruits,
Stormless seas,
Calmness fleas,
Landless routes,
Loveless Atul,
Are all unfeasible.

Oh how she poses perfectly,
Carrying her persona beautifully,
Entice me her looks so elegantly.

Alone I stand to wait for my better part,
On the black tarmac road through the greens.

Even if I stood away from this work of art,
On my part independently I am beautiful & cute.

In my dream last night I saw my inamorata,
She was coming hopping on the tarmac road.

Take a leave from regular life,
Go have some genuine fun,
Play the enjoyment fife,
Eat with a twist the same old bun.

Hindi in Devnagri script:

वो सुबह के सूर्य का प्रकाश,
प्रज्वलित करता है तुम्हारी ये कांति.
तुम्हें देख कर ही होती मेरी भोर है,
तुमसे मिल कर मेरा रोम-रोम विभोर है.


Transliterated to Latin script:

Wo subah ke soorya ka prakaash,
Prajwalit karta hai tumhaari ye kaanti.
Tumhe dekh kar hi hoti meri bhor hai,
Tumse mil kar mera rom-rom vibhor hai.


Translated to English:

That morning sunlight,
Enlightens your radiant face.
Seeing you my morning happens,
Please know it that meeting you I have gotten goosebumps.

If I lose my father,
I will be an orphan.

If I lose my mother,
I will be an orphan.

If I lose my loved one,
I will be an orphan.

Ah, so kind and so cute,
The loyal and so beautiful,
Uninteresting and engaging,
L**oving perpetually & timelessly.

Salty or spicy,
Hottie or cold,
Always new,
Never old.