Mera Kuch Samaan Lyrics

Aa aa aa aa aa

Mera kuch samaan tumhare paas pada hai
Mera kuch samaan tumhare paas pada hai
Wo saavan ke kuch bheege bheege din rakhe hain
Wo aur mere ik khat main lipti raat padi hai
Wo raat bhula do, mera wo samaan lauta do
Wo raat bhula do, mera wo samaan lauta do
Mera kuch samaan tumhare paas pada hai
Mera kuch samaan tumhare paas pada hai

Patjhad hai kuch, hai naa?

Wo patjhad main kuch patton ke girne ki aahat
Kaano main ek baar pahan ke laut aayi thi
Patjhad ki wo shaakh abhi tak kaanp rahi hai
Wo shaakh gira do, mera wo samaan lauta do
Wo shaakh gira do, mera wo samaan lauta do

Ek akeli chatri main jab aadhe aadhe bheeg rahe the
Ek akeli chatri main jab aadhe aadhe bheeg rahe the
Aadhe sookhe aadhe gile, sukha to main le aayi thi
Geela man shayad bistar ke paas pada ho
Wo bhijva do, mera wo samaan lauta do

Ek so sola chand ki raatein
Ek tumhare kaandhe ka til
Ek so sola chand ki raatein
Ek tumhare kaandhe ka til
Gili mahendi ki khushbu jhooth mooth ke shikve kuch
Jhooth mooth ke waade sab yaad kara do
Sab bhijva do, mera wo samaan lauta do
Sab bhijva do, mera wo samaan lauta do

Ek ijazat de do bas
Jab isko dafnaaungi
Main bhi vaheyen so jaaungi
Main bhi vaheyen so jaaungi

come come come come

you have some of my stuff
you have some of my stuff
Those are some wet days of monsoon.
She and I are lying in the night wrapped in a letter.
Forget that night, return that thing of mine
Forget that night, return that thing of mine
you have some of my stuff
you have some of my stuff

Autumn is something, isn't it?

The sound of some leaves falling in autumn
I wore it once and came back.
That autumn branch is still trembling
Drop that branch, return that stuff of mine
Drop that branch, return that stuff of mine

A lonely umbrella when I was half drenched
A lonely umbrella when I was half drenched
Half dry, half wet, I had brought dry
Wet mind may be lying near the bed
send it, return that thing of mine

nights of one and a half moons
a mole on your shoulder
nights of one and a half moons
a mole on your shoulder
The fragrance of wet mehendi, the complaints of liars and idiots
Remind me of all the false promises
send everything, return that stuff of mine
send everything, return that stuff of mine

just give me one permission
when i bury him
I will also sleep there
I will also sleep there