In the heart of Agra, under starry skies An emperor looks through a veil of sighs Arjumand Bânu, the light of his days Faded away in the twilight haze Fourteen children, the final breath A love so deep it defied even death Shah Jahan wept, his black hair turned white Locking himself in the silence of night He swore to the heavens, a promise so grand To build the most beautiful tomb in the land Out of white marble, out of pure grief A monument born from a shattered belief Hu... Ya Hu...Oh, Taj Mahal, where the Yamuna flows A flower of stone that eternally blows Built for the queen, for the ultimate grace A palace of tears in a sacred space Arjumand Bânu, your spirit remains Immortalized here in the marble veins Ya Noor, Ya Haq, eternal design... Love carved in stone, the human divine... Twenty-two years and thousands of hands Carving the jewels from faraway lands Jasper and jade, inlayed in the walls Verses of peace in the echoing halls Perfect symmetry, a mirror of grace To capture the ghost of her beautiful face Hu... Ya Hu...Oh, Taj Mahal, where the Yamuna flows A flower of stone that eternally blows Built for the queen, for the ultimate grace A palace of tears in a sacred space Arjumand Bânu, your spirit remains Immortalized here in the marble veins The emperor rests by his lover's side No longer divided by time or the tide Two tombs together in the soft silver light An eternal embrace in the Yamuna night...
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