Taare Zameen Par

Look at them, these are drops of hope
Jumping from the sky into the lap of leaves
Taking a deep breath and changing sides
A delicate pearl slips and laughs

Don't let these stars get lost on Earth

These are sunbeams in the cold
That turn the courtyard golden
Illuminate the darkness of the mind
Change the color of trembling palms

Don't let these stars get lost on Earth

Like sleep in the eyes' box
And a sweet dream in sleep
And an angel in the dream
Like a colorful water gun
Like butterflies in a garden of flowers
Like a lovely relationship without meaning

These are waves of hope
These are the dawn of hope
A stream of happiness

Don't let these stars get lost on Earth

Look, on the chest of nights
They have grown from a shimmering flame
They are the fragrance of mango trees
Flowing from gardens
Like broken pieces of glass bangles
Like blooming flower faces
Like someone playing a flute under trees

These are the breezes of the wind
These are the bells of life
These are the tunes of the garden

Don't let these stars get lost on Earth

The brightness of the neighborhood
The streets are like
As if insisting on blooming
Empty spaces like
In the fist, the weather
Like the winds
These are the elders' heart's prayers

Don't let these stars get lost on Earth

Sometimes like grandma and grandpa
Sometimes flowing like water from a bottle
Sometimes becoming innocent
A cascade of questions
In the silence, like laughter
On dry lips, like happiness
This is the light that rains heavily
May your fate be great

Like the moon swaying in the lake
Like our own shoulder in the crowd
Like carefree rivers
Saying something, stirring up
Like a sweet little blink
Like a gentle tap of love
Like a melody in the ears
Always playing
Like raindrops flying...