har subah tumhari mehfil me
har sham tumhari mehfil me
har subah tumhari mehfil me
har sham tumhari mehfil me
malum hai dil ka, kya hoga anjam
tumhari mehfil me
malum hai dil ka, kya hoga anjam
tumhari mehfil me
har subah tumhari mehfil me
har sham tumhari mehfil me

khamosh rahe chupchap rahe
chupchap rahe khamosh rahe
kuch bhi na kaha, kuch bhi na suna
kuch bhi na suna, kuch bhi na kaha
ho phir bhi hum, sabse jyada hai
phir bhi hum, sabse jyada hai
phir bhi hum, sabse jyada hai
badnam tumhari mehfil me
malum hai dil ka, kya hoga anjam
tumhari mehfil me

gairo se mohabbat karte ho, sunkar ye kaleja jalta hai
gairo se mohabbat karte ho, sunkar ye kaleja jalta hai
sunkar ye kaleja jalta hai
jab humse
jab humse shikayat karte hai
ye jaam tumhari mehfil me
har subah tumhari mehfil me
har sham tumhari mehfil me

hum kitne shauk se aaye malik
hum kitne shauk se aaye malik
hum kitne shauk se aaye malik
is shauk-e-tamanna ko lekar
is shauk-e-tamanna ko lekar
aate hi hum pe aane lage
aate hi hum pe aane lage
aate hi hum pe aane lage
iljam tumhari mehfil me
malum hai dil ka, kya hoga anjam
tumhari mehfil me
har subah tumhari mehfil me
har sham tumhari mehfil me

In your court, each dawn, I rise,
In your court, each dusk, my gaze flies.
In your court, each dawn, I yearn,
In your court, each dusk, I burn.
I know the heart's fate, what it must bear,
In your court, a shadowed snare.
I know the heart's fate, its destined end,
In your court, where dreams descend.
In your court, each dawn, I plead,
In your court, each dusk, a seed.

Silent we stand, in quietude deep,
Silent we are, secrets to keep.
Words unspoken, unheard, unseen,
Unheard, unseen, what might have been.
Yet, in this silence, we stand out most,
Yet, we are marked, a spectral host,
Yet, we are most, a whispered name,
In your court, consumed by blame.
I know the heart's fate, what it must face,
In your court, this desolate space.

To hear you love another, my soul ignites,
To hear you love another, burns through the nights.
Burns through the nights, a crimson fire,
When to us, you voice your desire.
This poisoned chalice, offered with grace,
In your court, a bitter embrace.
In your court, each dawn, a prayer,
In your court, each dusk, despair.

With such longing, I came, oh Lord of mine,
With such longing, a heart divine.
With such longing, my spirit took flight,
Carrying this longing, into the light.
As I arrived, the shadows grew,
As I arrived, the accusations flew,
As I arrived, the scorn took hold,
In your court, the story told.
I know the heart's fate, what it must greet,
In your court, where shadows meet.
In your court, each dawn, I'm bound,
In your court, each dusk, is found.