hasrate khamosh hai
hasrate khamosh hai
aur aah betasir hai
hasrate khamosh hai
aur aah betasir hai
taqdeer hai ruthi huyi
taqdeer hai ruthi huyi
bekaar har tadbir hai
hasrate khamosh hai
aur aah betasir hai

hai yaki chhodega na
hai yaki chhodega na
ik bhi lahu ki bund ko
hai yaki chhodega na
ik bhi lahu ki bund ko
mere dil me jo chubha
unki nazar ka teer hai

ghar hua barbaad mera
ghar hua barbaad mera
dil jigar tukde huye
dil jigar tukde huye
phir bhi main jinda hu batla
kya meri taqdeer hai
taqdeer hai ruthi huyi
bekaar har tadbir hai
hasrate khamosh hai
aur aah betasir hai

Silent, the yearnings sleep,
And sighs dissolve to dust unseen.
Silent, the yearnings sleep,
And sighs dissolve to dust unseen.
Fate has turned its weary face,
Fate has turned its weary face,
All efforts wither, frail and lean.
Silent, the yearnings sleep,
And sighs dissolve to dust unseen.

Yet faith will not forsake,
Yet faith will not forsake,
Nor leave a single drop of blood.
Yet faith will not forsake,
Nor leave a single drop of blood.
In my heart, the arrow stung,
Their gaze, a piercing, wounded flood.

My home, a shattered ruin lies,
My heart, my liver, torn apart.
My heart, my liver, torn apart.
Still I breathe, still I arise,
What is this fate that marks my start?
Fate has turned its weary face,
All efforts wither, frail and lean.
Silent, the yearnings sleep,
And sighs dissolve to dust unseen.