Kasete Ke Raaz

(hmmm, mmm)

Almari se ek purani

tape mili

Dhool jhaadi toh likha tha

'Ninety-Three'

Walkman mein jo daala,

ek geet chala

Ek ajnabi aawaaz ne mujhse kaha

Papa,

kya ye sach mein aap hi ho?

Bina fikar ke jo muskura rahe ho?

Mummy se kaise mile,

woh dosti ke silsile

Purane gaane mein naye rang mil gaye (ooh,

hmmm)

Aapne hans kar bola,

'Wo bhi kya saal the'

Bina GPS ke hum bhatakte yaar the

Cycle pe peeche baithi Mummy darti thi

Aur nani hume dekh gussa karti thi (hahaha)

Sapne jo poore na hue,

unka gham nahi Aaj hum saath hain,

ye khushi kam nahi

Ek purani cassette ne faasle mita diye Do dilon ke taar phir

se mila diye

Papa,

kya ye sach mein aap hi ho?

Bina fikar ke jo muskura rahe ho?

Mummy se kaise mile,

woh dosti ke silsile

Purane gaane mein naye rang mil gaye (haan,

yehi toh hai!)

Ab hum dono baithe sun rahe hain

Ek hi geet mein kal aur aaj

mil rahe hain

(hmmm, mmm, mmm)