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Song of the night

Mukesh:
dil ki nazar se,
nazaron ki dil se
ye baat kyaa hai,
ye raaz kyaa hai
koi hamen bataa de

dheere se uthakar,
hothon pe aayaa
ye geet kaisa,
ye raaz kya hai
koi hamen bata de,
 dil ki nazar se.......

Lata:
(kyon bekhabar,
yoon kheenchi si chali jaa rah main,
ye kaunase bandhanon
men bandhi jaa rahi main ) \- 2
kuchh kho rahaa hai,
kuchh mil rahaa hai

ye baat kya hai,
ye raaz kya hai
koi hamen bata de,
dil ki nazar se...................

Mukesh:
(ham kho chale,
chaand hai ya koi jaadoogar hai
yaa, madabhari,
ye tumhaari nazar ka asar hai ) \- 2
sab kuchh hamaara,
ab hai tumhaara
ye baat kya hai,
ye raaz kya hai
koi hamen bata de,
dil ki nazar se.................

Lata:
(aakaash men, ho rahen
hain ye kaise ishaare
kyaa, dekhakar,
aaj hain itane khush chaand-taare ) \- 2
kyon tum paraaye,
dil men samaaye
ye baat kyaa hai,
ye raaza kyaa hai
koi hamen bata de,
dil ki nazar se.................
Phenomenal lyrics give it a try in the dark of night in the light of moon and stars in the presence of cool air pasing over you.
Movie - Anari (1959)
Singers - Lata & Mukesh

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