hal tujhe apani duniya ka nazar to ata hoga
nazar to ata hoga
malik tu bhi is ko bana kar, ab pachhatata hoga
ab pachhatata hoga

sachchai ke mahel dher hai, jhuth ke ghar aabad
soch ke kya rakhi thi tune, duniya ki buniyad
soch ke kya rakhi thi tune, duniya ki buniyad
mujhko yakin hai dil hi dil mein tu sharamata hoga
tu sharamata hoga hal tujhe apni

nafarat is duniya ka tohfa, ulfat ek ilzam
juth yahan ki subaha, hakeekat is duniya ki sham
juth yahan ki subaha, hakeekat is duniya ki sham
bol tujhe kya apane kiye per fashion ata hoga
fashion aata hoga hal tujhe apni
hal tujhe apani duniya ka nazar to ata hoga
nazar to ata hoga

Your world, a canvas, now before your gaze,
A spectacle you watch, in hazy daze.
You, architect of this, must surely rue,
The edifice you built, and now pursue.

Truth's palace crumbles, lies in vibrant bloom,
The foundation you conceived, sealed with doom.
The foundation you conceived, sealed with doom,
Within your heart, I feel, you must be shy,
Embarrassed by the things you now descry.

This world's a gift of hate, love a disgrace,
Falsehood’s the dawn, truth, the fading space.
Falsehood’s the dawn, truth, the fading space,
And does your heart not ache, at what you see?
This grand design, what will its legacy be?
Your world, a canvas, now before your gaze,
A spectacle you watch, in hazy daze.