aaina bhi unpe kurbaan ho gaya
aaina aaina bhi unpe kurbaan ho gaya
lo ek dushman aur phir paida ho gaya
aaine ka munh bhi hairat se khula rah gaya
aaine ka munh bhi hairat se khula rah gaya
jo bhi dekhega tujh wo dekhta rah jaayega
ek din aisa bhi hoga intejaar yaar me
kisi ke intejaar me kya ho sakta hai
ek din aisa bhi hoga intejaar yaar me
ki nind aa jaayegi darwaaja khula rah jaayega
bewafa bewafa bewafa baawafa nahi hota
bewafa baawafa nahi hota
bewafa baawafa nahi hota
khatm ye faasla nahi hota
bewafa baawafa nahi hota

kuch to majburiya rahi hongi
kuch to majburiya rahi hongi
yu koi bewafa nahi hota
yu koi bewafa nahi hota
khatm ye faasla nahi hota

jee bahut chaahta hai sach bole
jee bahut chaahta hai sach bole
kya kare haunsala nahi hota
kya kare haunsala nahi hota
khatm ye faasla nahi hota

jyada pee kar bahakne lagte hai
jyada pee kar jyada pee kar, jyada pee kar jyada pee kar
jyada pee kar jyada pee kar, jyada pee kar jyada pee kar
jyada pee kar bahakne lagte hai
kam peeye to nasha nahi hota
kam peeye to nasha nahi hota
khatm ye faasla nahi hota

raat ka intejaar kaun kare
raat ka intejaar kaun kare
aajkal aajkal, aajkal din me kya nahi hota
aajkal din me kya nahi hota
khatm ye faasla nahi hota
bewafa baawafa nahi hota
bewafa baawafa nahi hota

The mirror itself, surrendered to her grace,
The mirror, the mirror, bowed to her face.
Behold, a new enemy, born of the gaze,
The mirror's own mouth, in wonder, will stay.

The mirror's own mouth, forever agape,
All who behold you, their souls will escape.
A day will arrive, in longing's domain,
What can happen, waiting for love's refrain?
A day will arrive, in longing's embrace,
Where slumber descends, the door left its place.

The faithless, the faithless, true faith they forsake,
The faithless, true faith, their promises break.
The faithless, the faithless, true faith they deny,
This distance remains, beneath an endless sky.
The faithless, true faith, their vows untrue.

Some constraints, some pressures, they must have endured,
Some constraints, some pressures, their hearts have secured.
No one turns faithless without a deep ache,
No one turns faithless, for goodness's sake.
This distance remains, a chasm of blue.

The soul yearns to speak, to unveil the truth,
The soul yearns to speak, from the depths of its youth.
But what can one do, when courage is lost?
But what can one do, at such a great cost?
This distance remains, a silent, stark truth.

When too much is drunk, the soul starts to sway,
When too much is drunk, and the spirits hold sway.
When too much is drunk, the soul starts to sway,
Too little, no bliss, the spirits betray.
This distance remains, a lingering ray.

Who waits for the night, the darkness to start?
Who waits for the night, to tear us apart?
Nowadays, nowadays, what is unseen?
Nowadays, nowadays, what has it been?
This distance remains, where shadows convene.
The faithless, true faith, their vows untrue.
The faithless, true faith, their vows untrue.