Koi Samjhe Ga Kya Raze Gulshan (Chitra Singh And Jagjit Singh)

Little does one appreciates the secrets of a garden
Till one's scarf gets entangled thorn ridden

All these abrupt encounters
Lest my heart stops beating all of a sudden

Let alone the flowers even the thorns have been plucked
And yet empty is the scarf of the flower maiden

So much is the desire to adorn the nest
Lest the branch breaks of overburden

Increased the longing for a nest it has
Is the lightning a foe or a friend to be beholden