kuch aur sitam honge kuch aur alam honge
tadpayenge sab hamko tarsayenge sab hamko
rote hue aaye hai rote hue jayenge
par shikwa juba par hum laye hai na layenge

itrayi hui kaliya lalchayi hui kaliya
itrayi hui kaliya lalchayi hui kaliya
kya jane jaha kya hai ye umare rawa kya hai
kya jane jaha kya hai ye umare rawa kya hai

ek jhoka hawa ka hai ek teere kaza ka hai
ek jhoka hawa ka hai ek teere kaza ka hai
kis shehar se aaye hai kis shehar ko jayenge
allah ke bhedo ko paya hai na payenge
rote hue aaye hai rote hue jayenge
par shikwa juba par hum laye hai na layenge
rote hue aaye hai rote hue jayenge
par shikwa juba par hum laye hai na layenge

More sorrows will come, more grief will reside,
They'll torment us all, they'll leave us denied.
We came weeping, and weeping we'll depart,
Yet no complaint will escape from my heart.

Blossoms so proud, and blossoms so bold,
Blossoms so proud, a story untold.
What is this world, this fleeting time's pace?
What is this world, this ephemeral chase?

A gust of the wind, an arrow of fate,
A gust of the wind, sealing our state.
From which city arrived? To which city we'll roam?
God's secrets we've sought, but never at home.
We came weeping, and weeping we'll depart,
Yet no complaint will escape from my heart.
We came weeping, and weeping we'll depart,
Yet no complaint will escape from my heart.