अपना सा

In the crowd, when no one feels lonely,
This world, which felt alien, no longer feels alien.
No promise, no centuries-old connection,
Yet, I don't know why, they reside in my mind. (Oh ho)
Their words are like an old tune from years ago,
Their laughter is like the comfort of shade in the scorching sun.
When heartbeats recognize someone's presence,
And even silences find a voice,
Then the heart quietly says – if someone feels like my own! (What a thing!)
Yes, if someone feels like my own!
When everything starts to be understood without saying anything,
When someone, even far away, starts to come close to the heart.
When in conversations, time is forgotten,
The heart wishes this beautiful series never ends.
When heartbeats recognize someone's presence,
And even silences find a voice,
Then the heart quietly says – if someone feels like my own!
Yes, if someone feels like my own!
If someone feels like my own, then even silence sings,
The distance of centuries, shrinks in a moment. (Hai!)