aadmi diwana hai atbar karta hai
aadmi diwana hai atbar karta hai
waqt bhi kabhi kisi ka intzar karta hai
aadmi diwana hai atbar karta hai

thodi si hakikat hai thoda sa fasana hai
or kya hai jindagi or kya jamana hai
or kya hai jindagi or kya jamana hai
aadmi diwana hai diwana hai
aadmi diwana hai atbar karta hai

aankh kholi ji uthe band ki to mar gaye
aankh kholi ji uthe band ki to mar gaye
ache bure sare din ek din gujar gaye
ek sawari aayi thi ek sawari aayegi
jindagi jo layi thi maut leke jayegi
jindagi jo layi thi maut leke jayegi
aadmi diwana hai diwana hai

jine ke liye khushi to bahut jaruri hai
jine ke liye khushi to bahut jaruri hai
thoda sa jo gum nahi to har khushi adhuri hai
ek din marze gum khud masiha ban gaya
dard itna badh gaya ke dard dawa ban gaya
dard itna badh gaya ke dard dawa ban gaya
aadmi diwana hai diwana hai

kya janaja hota hai kya barat hoti hai
kya janaja hota hai kya barat hoti hai
log jama hote hai ek hi bat hoti hai
panghat se marghat tak sath mela jayega
jo akela aaya hai aaya hai
jo akela aaya hai wo akela jayega
jo akela aaya hai wo akela jayega
jo akela aaya hai wo akela jayega

A soul ablaze, it trusts, it yearns,
A soul ablaze, on faith it turns,
Does Time itself await, at some point,
Does Time itself wait, a lesson to learn?
A soul ablaze, it trusts, it yearns.

A whisper of truth, a story untold,
What is this life? What stories of old?
What is this life? The world's unfolding,
A soul aflame, a madness bold,
A soul ablaze, it trusts, it holds.

Eyes that open, a life that starts,
Eyes that close, the soul departs,
Good days, bad days, all their parts,
All vanish, consumed by the arts,
A rider came, a rider departs,
Life brings us in, Death takes our hearts,
Life brings us in, Death takes our hearts,
A soul aflame, a madness so,
A soul aflame, it trusts, it holds.

To live, such joy is what we crave,
To live, such joy we must save,
A touch of sorrow, our joy to pave,
Without a touch, joy is the grave,
A healer's pain, the end we gave,
The ache grew strong, the cure it became,
The ache grew strong, the cure it became,
A soul aflame, a madness so,

What is the funeral, what is the cheer?
What is the funeral, drawing near?
People gather, their words they hear,
From the well to the pyre, the fair,
Who came alone, goes alone,
Who came alone, goes alone,
Who came alone, goes alone.