And she walked, towards and away
Leaving marks of red and mud
Of words and dew

Dast afshaan chalo
Mast-o-raqsaan chalo

She walked stones and glasses
Leaving marks of  petals and glitter
Of hopes and dreams

Khaak barsar chalo
Khoon ba-daaman chalo

Anjaane hi tere nainon ne

Vaade kiye kayi saare hain

And she held on to that moment till the waves washed the shore clean

Till seashells had no more pearls left to carry

Purple has matured into mohagany
Leaving traces of dew and amber