kabhi neki bhi uske jee main
agar aa jaye hai mujhse
kabhi neki bhi uske jee main
agar aa jaye hai mujhse
jafaye karke apni yaad
sharma jaye hai mujhese
jafaye karke apni yaad
sharma jaye hai mujhese
sharma jaye hai mujhese

khudaya zazbaye dil ki
magar tasir ulti hai
khudaya zazbaye dil ki
magar tasir ulti hai
ke jitna khichta hoon aur
khichta jaye hai mujhse
ke jitna khichta hoon aur
khichta jaye hai mujhse
ke jitana khichta hoon aur
khichta jaye hai

sambhalne de sambhalne de mujhe hai
na umeede kya kayamat hai
sabhalne de sabhalne de mujhe hai
na umeede kya kayamat hai
ke daamane khyal yaar
chhuta jaye hai mujhse
ke daamane khyal yaar
chhuta jaye hai mujhse
ke daamane khyal yaar
chhuta jaye hai mujhse
ke daamane khyal yaar
chhuta jaye hai

kayamat hai ki howe
muddai ka hum safar galib
kayamat hai ki howe
muddai ka hum safar galib
wo kaphir jo khuda ko bhi
na sopa jaye mujhse
na sopa jaye mujhse

wo kaphir jo khuda ko bhi
na sopa jaye mujhse
sopa jaye hai mujhse
kabhi neki bhi uske jee main
agar aa jaye mujhse
jafaye karke apni yaad
sharma jaye hai mujhse
sharma jaye hai mujhse

Sometimes, a kindness stirs within her heart,
A fleeting grace that glances my way,
Then, remembering her cruelty's art,
She shrinks in shame, and turns away.

Oh, God, the heart's fierce yearning, a twisted plight,
Its touch, a paradox, a mirrored fate,
The more I draw near, into endless night,
The further still, she slips, to seal the gate.

Let me gather myself, let me reclaim,
Hope's fragile breath, before this world ends,
As the hem of my beloved's thought, a flame,
Slipping away, as time transcends.

Doomed, that the accuser walks by my side,
Doomed, that Ghalib, must endure this cost,
That faithless one, who even God denied,
Escapes my grasp, forever lost.

Sometimes, a kindness stirs within her heart,
A fleeting grace that glances my way,
Then, remembering her cruelty's art,
She shrinks in shame, and turns away.