dard jab teri ata hai to gila kis se kare
dard jab teri ata hai to gila kis se kare
hijr jab tune diya hai to gila kis se kare
dard jab teri ata hai to gila kis se kare

aks bikhra hai tera tut ke aaine ke sath
aks bikhra hai tera tut ke aaine ke sath
ho gai zakhm nazar aks chuna kis se kare
dard jab teri ata hai to gila kis se kare

main safar me hun mere sath judai teri
main safar me hun mere sath judai teri
humsafar ghum hai to phir kis ko
juda kis se kare
dard jab teri ata hai to gila kis se kare

khil uthe gul ya khile dast-e-hinai teri
khil uthe gul ya khile dast-e-hinai teri
har taraf tu hai to phir tera pata kis se kare
dard jab teri ata hai to gila kis se kare

tere lab teri nigahen tera harij teri julf
tere lab teri nigahen tera harji teri julf
itni jinda hai to is dil ko riha kis se kare
dard jab teri ata hai to gila kis se kare

dard jab teri ata hai to gila kis se kare
hijr jab tune diya hai to gila kis se kare
dard jab teri ata hai to gila kis se kare

When pain, a gift from You, where shall complaint reside?
When separation's hand, by You, is gently tied,
When pain, a gift from You, where shall complaint abide?

Your reflection shatters, mirroring the shattered glass,
My vision bleeds, wounded, whose form can now surpass
When pain, a gift from You, where shall complaint abide?

I journey onward, with separation's constant grace,
If sorrow is my companion, I cannot displace,
From whom, can I part, When pain, a gift from You, where shall complaint abide?

Do roses bloom, or are your hennaed fingers spread?
You are everywhere, so where can I be led?
When pain, a gift from You, where shall complaint abide?

Your lips, your gaze, your cheek, your tresses flowing free,
So alive, this heart, from whom can it be set free?
When pain, a gift from You, where shall complaint abide?

When pain, a gift from You, where shall complaint reside?
When separation's hand, by You, is gently tied,
When pain, a gift from You, where shall complaint abide?