ye mashala hi aisa tha
ki hal na ker saka
ye mashala hi aisa tha
ki hal na ker saka
ae zindagi mai tujhko mukammal na kar saka

ye mashala hi aisa tha
ki hal na ker saka
ae zindagi mai tujhko mukammal na kar saka

falsafa yeh zindagi ka koi bhi na ab tak samjha
falsafa yeh zindagi ka koi bhi na ab tak samjah
inti sari bheed me insaa laage kitna tanha tanha sa

koi aaye koi jaye sab ke sab hai musafir
koi aaye koi jaye sab ke sab hai musafir
char dino se jayda koi rahta nahi hai haazir
ajnabi in logo me bhi laage har chehra apna sa
falsafa yeh zindagi ka

mausam ki parvah kise hai
barish ho ya sardi
mausam ki parvah kise hai
barish ho ya sardi
apne apne daftar jaane ki hain sabko hai jaldi
sabki aankho me sapne hai
aur laage man pyasa pyasa
falsafa yeh zindagi ka

lambe safar ki khatir yu to sab ke sab aate hai
lambe safar ki khatir yu to sab ke sab aate hai
kai musafir raste me hi chup se utar jate hai
udh jata hai ruh ka panchi
mil jaye mauka jo jara sa
falsafa yeh zindagi ka

falsafa yeh zindagi ka koi bhi na ab tak samjha
falsafa yeh zindagi ka koi bhi na ab tak samjha
inti sari bheed me insaa laage kitna tanha tanha sa
falsafa yeh zindagi ka

This riddle, it held me fast,
A knot untied, a shadow cast.
Oh, Life, your tapestry, incomplete,
This riddle's grip, a bitter feat.

The enigma of life, a mystery untold,
In crowds of souls, a heart grown cold.
A lonely echo in the throng,
Where all are travelers, passing along.
Some arrive, some depart unseen,
A fleeting presence, a fragile scene.
Familiar faces in a stranger's guise,
The enigma of life before our eyes.

Who heeds the seasons' changing call,
When rain descends, or frost does fall?
Each hurries onward, duty bound,
With dreams reflected, never found.
A thirst unspoken, a longing deep,
The enigma of life, while mortals sleep.

For the long journey, all prepare,
But some descend, beyond compare.
The soul's bird seeks its airy flight,
Should chance present, or darkest night.
The enigma of life, a silent plea,
A quest for meaning, wild and free.

The enigma of life, a mystery untold,
In crowds of souls, a heart grown cold.
A lonely echo in the throng,
The enigma of life, where we belong.