aa pyaar me mohabbat me dil jo tut jaate hain
han pyaar me mohabbat me dil jo tut jaate hain
log aisi haalat me mere paas aate hain
mere dil pe chot lage toh mai kaha jaau
git sunoge hoy
git sunoge hujur ya mai gajal gaau
git sunoge hujur ya mai gajal gaau

phulo jaisi palako se, mai yeh kaante chunati hu
ha phulo jaisi palako se, mai yeh kaante chunati hu
dard me hamdardi se, sabka haal sunati hu
apane dil kaa haal magar, mai kise sunaau
git sunoge
git sunoge hujur ya mai gajal gaau
git sunoge hujur ya mai gajal gaau

milati hu sharifo se, sharm mujhe aati hai
milati hu sharifo se, sharm mujhe aati hai
ek hai tamanna jo, dil me dhadak jati hai
inn sharifo ko mai kabhi, aayina dikhaau
git sunoge
git sunoge hujur ya mai gajal gaau
git sunoge hujur ya mai gajal gaau

pyaar me mohabbat me dil jo tut jaate hain
log aisi haalat me mere paas aate hain
mere dil pe chot lage toh mai kaha jaau
git sunoge hujur ya mai gajal gaau
git sunoge hujur ya mai gajal gaau

When love shatters, when hearts descend to dust,
Yes, when love shatters, when hearts betray their trust,
They come to me, in this desolate state,
Where can I go when my own heart's fate
Is torn?
Will you listen to songs, oh noble one,
Or shall I sing a ghazal, till day is done?
Will you listen to songs, or shall I sing a ghazal?

From lashes like petals, I gather thorns unseen,
Yes, from lashes like petals, a cruel, bitter scene,
In their suffering, with compassion I reside,
But my own heart's sorrow, where can it confide?
To you?
Will you listen to songs, oh noble one,
Or shall I sing a ghazal, till day is done?
Will you listen to songs, or shall I sing a ghazal?

Meeting the righteous, shame floods my core,
Meeting the righteous, I can take no more,
A wish, forbidden, within my heart takes flight,
These virtuous souls, how can I show the light?
To them?
Will you listen to songs, oh noble one,
Or shall I sing a ghazal, till day is done?
Will you listen to songs, or shall I sing a ghazal?

When love shatters, when hearts descend to dust,
They come to me, in this desolate state,
Where can I go when my own heart's fate
Is torn?
Will you listen to songs, oh noble one,
Or shall I sing a ghazal, till day is done?
Will you listen to songs, or shall I sing a ghazal?