falaq milegaa tujhe kyaa hame mitaane se
ye mohabbat naa mitegi kabhi zamaane se
alaq milegaa tujhe kyaa hame mitaane se
ye mohabbat naa mitegi kabhi zamaane se

uthaa ke ranj ye dil chur ho gayaa itnaa
uthaa ke ranj ye dil chur ho gayaa itnaa
ke thes lagati hai haay
ke thes lagati hai kaliyo ke muskuraane se
ye mohabbat naa mitegi kabhi zamaane se

jiye to kiske liye tum hi jab nahi apne
tum hi jab nahi apne
jiye to kiske liye tum hi jab nahi apne
tum hi jab nahi apne
ke ji rahe the haay
ke ji rahe the abhi tak isi bahaane se
ye mohabbat naa mitegi kabhi zamaane se

jahaan ne kah diya baadal hai aasmano ke
dhuan uthaa hai ye haay
jahaan ne kah diya baadal hai aasmano ke
dhuan uthaa hai ye haay
dhuan uthaa hai ye mere hi aashiyane se
ye mohabbat naa mitegi kabhi zamaane se
falaq milegaa tujhe kyaa

What heavens await, from erasing us from view?
This love, from the world, will never accrue
What heavens await, from erasing us from view?
This love, from the world, will never subdue

Bearing sorrows, this heart shattered, so deep
Bearing sorrows, this heart shattered to weep
That even a touch, alas,
That even a touch, from smiling buds, will seep
This love, from the world, will never sleep

To live, for whom, when you are not my own?
You, not my own
To live, for whom, when you are not my own?
You, not my own
For I was alive, alas,
For I was alive, by this reason alone
This love, from the world, will never be overthrown

The world declares, clouds belong to skies above
Smoke ascends, oh dear
The world declares, clouds belong to skies above
Smoke ascends, oh dear
Smoke ascends, from my own home, a dove
This love, from the world, will never move
What heavens await...?