aisi chot jiya ne khai
aisi chot jiya ne khai
aisi chot jiya ne khai
dil tuta to sui na maro
kano mein shahanai
aisi chot jiya ne khai
aisi chot

khel rahe the khel khiladi
sabase ulti sabase nyari
ek taraf aankhon mein sapane
ek taraf kajare ki dhare
aage se aandhi takrai
dil tuta to sui na maro
kano mein shahanai
aisi chot jiya ne khai
aisi chot

jiski haar hui vo chup hai
kho kar jivan punji sari
jiski jit hui na smjha
kisne apni duniyan hari
kya jane gam ki gahrai
dil tuta to sui na maro
kano mein shahanai
aisi chot jiya ne khai
aisi chot

A wound the soul has known,
A wound the soul has known,
A wound the soul has known.
When the heart breaks, no needle's sting,
But the shehnai's wail, alone.
A wound the soul has known,
A wound.

The players played their game,
Most strange, distinct, the same,
On one side, dreams alight,
On the other, kohl's dark flame.
The storm approached the way,
When the heart breaks, no needle's sting,
But the shehnai's wail, alone.
A wound the soul has known,
A wound.

The one who lost, they keep still,
Having lost life's all to fill.
The victor did not see,
Whose world was lost, against their will.
Who knows the sorrow's deep sea?
When the heart breaks, no needle's sting,
But the shehnai's wail, alone.
A wound the soul has known,
A wound.