rat khamoshi se aati hai chali jati hai
jindagi dard ke sanche me dhali jati hai
khushi bhi mili hamko to gum se bhari
azab hai ye kismat ki jadugiri
khushi bhi mili hamko to gum se bhari
azab hai ye kismat ki jadugiri
kali kali kam kali jai kali

khoi khoi aaj kal dil ki har umang hai
jane jindagi ka ye kaisa rang hai
khoi khoi aaj kal dil ki har umang hai
jane jindagi ka ye kaisa rang hai
kabhi hai andhera kabhi roshni
khushi bhi mili hamko to gum se bhari
azab hai ye kismat ki jadugiri

hasrate bujhi bujhi hausle thake thake
milke bhi kiisi se hum mil nahi sake
hasrate bujhi bujhi hausle thake thake
milke bhi kiisi se hum mil nahi sake
khili na baharo me dil ki kali
khushi bhi mili hamko to gum se bhari
azab hai ye kismat ki jadugiri

pyar ki khushi hame mil saki na pyar me
kitne din gujar gaye intzar me
pyar ki khushi hame mil saki na pyar me
kitne din gujar gaye intzar me
kahani hamari adhuri rahi
khushi bhi mili hamko to gum se bhari
azab hai ye kismat ki jaudgiri
khushi bhi mili hamko to gum se bhari
azab hai ye kismat ki jaudgiri

Night arrives in silence, then departs unseen,
Life is molded, in sorrow's deep sheen.
Even joy, we find, is laced with grief,
Strange is this magic, beyond belief,
Kali, dark mother, victory Kali.

Lost, lost now, the heart's every desire,
Unknown is the shade, that life does attire.
Lost, lost now, the heart's every desire,
Unknown is the shade, that life does attire.
Sometimes darkness, sometimes light we find,
Even joy, we find, is laced with grief,
Strange is this magic, beyond belief.

Hopes are extinguished, spirits grow weak,
Though near to others, connection we seek.
Hopes are extinguished, spirits grow weak,
Though near to others, connection we seek.
In spring's embrace, our hearts never bloom,
Even joy, we find, is laced with grief,
Strange is this magic, beyond belief.

Love's sweet bliss, we could never attain,
Days have passed, in waiting, in pain.
Love's sweet bliss, we could never attain,
Days have passed, in waiting, in pain.
Our story remains, forever untold,
Even joy, we find, is laced with grief,
Strange is this magic, beyond belief.
Even joy, we find, is laced with grief,
Strange is this magic, beyond belief.