Sarhad ke uss paar Meri ek dost raha karti hai...

Dhak Dhak dhadkta hai Dil uska bhi

Ragon mein Surkh Laal Khoon daudta hai uski,



Aankhon mein baste hain uski bhi hajaron Sapne

Roz raat chhat par wo bhi sitaare gina karti hai,



Aur subah sawere mogron ke bikhre phoolon ko

Mala mein piroti hai,



Jab wo hansti hai khil uthta hai Aangan mera

Jab roti hai to sarabor ho jaati hain

Mere Gaaon ki galiyan,



Saanjh dhale wo bhi apni Ammi ka Aanchal thame.,

chajje se door tak phaile

Sarson ke peele phoolon ke pare

Tak taki lagaye dekhti hai,



Aayne mein wo meri surat dekhti hai

Main use dekh muskurata hun,



Kuch zyaada fark nahi hai hum dono mein



Main Maathe pe mandir ka teeka lagata hun,

Aur wo Namaz padhti hai,



Sarhad ke uss paar

Meri ek dost raha karti hai...