Yaad Piya Ki Aane Lagi
Neha Kakkar
The Memory of My Love is Coming
Like clouds gathering in the sky
We're slowly, slowly, slowly losing our minds
Like clouds gathering in the sky
We're slowly, slowly, slowly losing our minds
I just want to die if he doesn't come to meet me
I just want to die if he doesn't come to meet me
My breaths are in his hands
The memory of my love, my love is coming
Oh, in these damp, damp nights
Oh, the memory of my love is coming
Oh, in these damp, damp nights
What’s my state without you?
Should I tell you, babe?
My bangles are crying
My scarf is weeping, babe
Oh, what’s my state without you?
Should I tell you, babe?
My bangles are crying
My scarf is weeping, babe
Without you, everything's a punishment
Without you, where's the fun?
Without you, everything's a punishment
Without you, where's the fun?
Without you, where's the fun in love?
The memory of my love, oh yes, my love
Oh, my love is coming
Oh, in these damp nights
The memory of my love is coming
Oh, in these damp, damp nights
When will that day come
When we’ll also get henna on our hands?
Who knows when they'll come
And take me away in a bridal procession?
Oh, when will that day come
When we’ll also get henna on our hands?
Who knows when they'll come
And take me away in a bridal procession?
Our turn hasn’t come yet
We’ve seen all the weddings
Our turn hasn’t come yet
We’ve seen all the weddings
We all danced at everyone else's weddings
The memory of my love, my love is coming
Oh, in these damp, damp nights
Oh, the memory of my love is coming
Oh, in these damp, damp, damp nights
The memory of my love is coming.
