aati hai raat odhe huye dard ka kafan
aati hai raat odhe huye dard ka kafan
jalim teri nigah se jalta gaya kafan
aati hai raat odhe huye dard ka kafan
jalim teri nigah se jalta gaya kafan
aati hai raat odhe huye dard ka kafan
aati hai raat odhe huye dard ka kafan

kis kis ko main dikhau bata apne dil ke gam
kis kis ko main dikhau bata apne dil ke gam
pehne huye hai sab hi yaha maut ka kafan
pehne huye hai sab hi yaha maut ka kafan
jalim teri nigah se jalta gaya kafan
ati hai raat odhe huye dard ka kafan

aaye na raas hamko teri dosti ke phul
aaye na raas hamko teri dosti ke phul
kaate chaman ke banane lage phir mera kafan
kaate chaman ke banane lage phir mera kafan
jalim teri nigah se jalta gaya kafan
aati hai raat odhe huye dard ka kafan

ye julm ye sitam ye dilo ki adawate
ye julm ye sitam ye dilo ki adawate
kehte hai inko log yaha bolta kafan
kehte hai inko log yaha bolta kafan
jalim teri nigah se jalta gaya kafan
aati hai raat odhe huye dard ka kafan
jalim teri nigah se jalta gaya kafan
aati hai raat odhe huye dard ka kafan


lyrics typed by :- ruchita parab

Night descends, draped in a shroud of pain,
Night descends, draped in a shroud of pain,
My soul's own linen, consumed by your cruel gaze,
Night descends, draped in a shroud of pain,
Night descends, draped in a shroud of pain.

To whom shall I unveil the sorrows of my heart,
To whom shall I unveil the sorrows of my heart,
For here, each soul is veiled in death's cold shroud,
For here, each soul is veiled in death's cold shroud,
My soul's own linen, consumed by your cruel gaze,
Night descends, draped in a shroud of pain.

Your friendship's blossoms bring no solace now to me,
Your friendship's blossoms bring no solace now to me,
The thorns of the garden now become my shroud,
The thorns of the garden now become my shroud,
My soul's own linen, consumed by your cruel gaze,
Night descends, draped in a shroud of pain.

These cruelties, these tyrannies, these heart's betrayals,
These cruelties, these tyrannies, these heart's betrayals,
They call this, here, the speaking shroud of all,
They call this, here, the speaking shroud of all,
My soul's own linen, consumed by your cruel gaze,
Night descends, draped in a shroud of pain,
My soul's own linen, consumed by your cruel gaze,
Night descends, draped in a shroud of pain.