dayaar-e-dil ki raat me charaag saa jalaa gayaa
dayaar-e-dil ki raat me charaag saa jalaa gayaa
milaa nahi to kyaa huaa wo shakl to dikhaa gayaa
dayaar-e-dil ki raat me charaag saa jalaa gayaa

judaaiyo ke zakhm dard-e-zindagi ne bhar diye
judaaiyo ke zakhm dard-e-zindagi ne bhar diye
tujhe bhi nind aa gai mujhe bhi sabr aa gayaa
tujhe bhi nind aa gai mujhe bhi sabr aa gayaa
milaa nahi to kyaa huaa wo shakl to dikhaa gayaa
dayaar-e-dil ki raat me charaag saa jalaa gayaa

ye subho ki safediyaan ye dopahar ki zardiyaan
ye subho ki safediyaan ye dopahar ki zardiyaan
ab aaine me dekhtaa hun mai kaha chalaa gayaa
ab aaine me dekhtaa hun mai kaha chalaa gayaa
milaa nahi to kyaa huaa wo shakl to dikhaa gayaa
dayaar-e-dil ki raat me charaag saa jalaa gayaa

wo dosti to khair ab nasib-e-dushmana hui
wo dosti to khair ab nasib-e-dushmana hui
wo chhoti chhoti ranjisho kaa lutf bhi chalaa gaya
wo chhoti chhoti ranjisho kaa lutf bhi chalaa gaya
milaa nahi to kyaa huaa wo shakl to dikhaa gayaa
dayaar-e-dil ki raat me charaag saa jalaa gayaa

ye kis khushi ki ret par gamo ko nind aa gai
ye kis khushi ki ret par gamo ko nind aa gai
wo lahar kis taraf gai ye mai kahaan sama gayaa
wo lahar kis taraf gai ye mai kahaan sama gayaa
milaa nahi to kyaa huaa wo shakl to dikhaa gayaa
dayaar-e-dil ki raat me charaag saa jalaa gayaa
dayaar-e-dil ki raat me charaag saa jalaa gayaa

In the night of my heart's domain, a lamp was lit,
In the night of my heart's domain, a lamp was lit,
Though lost to me, its visage, it did submit.
In the night of my heart's domain, a lamp was lit.

The wounds of parting, life's ache did soothe,
The wounds of parting, life's ache did soothe,
You found your sleep, and I, patience, forsooth.
You found your sleep, and I, patience, forsooth.
Though lost to me, its visage, it did submit.
In the night of my heart's domain, a lamp was lit.

These morning whites, these noontide golds,
These morning whites, these noontide golds,
I gaze in mirrors, where my essence molds.
I gaze in mirrors, where my essence molds.
Though lost to me, its visage, it did submit.
In the night of my heart's domain, a lamp was lit.

That friendship now, the foe's good grace,
That friendship now, the foe's good grace,
The joy of small disputes, time cannot retrace.
The joy of small disputes, time cannot retrace.
Though lost to me, its visage, it did submit.
In the night of my heart's domain, a lamp was lit.

On joy's soft sands, where sorrows sleep,
On joy's soft sands, where sorrows sleep,
Which way the wave, where did I creep?
Which way the wave, where did I creep?
Though lost to me, its visage, it did submit.
In the night of my heart's domain, a lamp was lit.
In the night of my heart's domain, a lamp was lit.