kuch chhup chhup ke aate hain
kuch sare bazaar aate hain
o kuch chhup chhup ke aate hain
kuch sare bazaar aate hain
is mehfil me magar bas kharidar aate hain
is mehfil me magar bas kharidar aate hain
kuch chhup chhup ke aate hain
kuch sare bazaar aate hain

sare jahan ka dard inhi paimano me milta hain
har tarah ka aash inhi diwano me milta hain
socha hain jab bhi humne anjaam-e-hasti
presha ho gaye kuch wasima ho gaye
ho khaab srab rahna dar badar jate hain
sham se pahle sham ke
aasaar najar aate hain
kuch chhup chhup ke aate hain
kuch sare bazaar aate hain
is mehfil me magar bas kharidar aate hain
kuch chhup chhup ke aate hain
kuch sare bazaar aate hain

phulo ki tamanana hain jinko
kaato pe gujara karte hain
apno ki tamanana me unko
din raat pukara karte hain
dekha hain aksh humne aaina-e-zindagi me
nagme thara gaye kuch kadam ghabra gaye
o ye wo chaman hain jaha gul se milne khaar aate hain
dil jeet ke bhi hum baaji haar jate hain
kuch chhup chhup ke aate hain
kuch sare bazaar aate hain
is mehfil me magar bas kharidar aate hain
kuch chhup chhup ke aate hain
kuch sare bazaar aate hain

Some arrive in shadows, unseen,
Some parade in the open, a brazen scene.
Oh, some arrive in shadows, unseen,
Some parade in the open, a brazen scene.
But in this grand gathering, only buyers convene,
In this grand gathering, only buyers convene.
Some arrive in shadows, unseen,
Some parade in the open, a brazen scene.

The world's sorrows, in these measures reside,
Every kind of love, in these mad ones confide.
When we ponder the fate of existence,
Worry arises, some become lost in persistence,
Oh, dreams are fleeting, wandering, adrift,
Before the evening, the signs of dusk lift.
Some arrive in shadows, unseen,
Some parade in the open, a brazen scene.
But in this grand gathering, only buyers convene,
Some arrive in shadows, unseen,
Some parade in the open, a brazen scene.

Those who yearn for flowers, their path is thorns,
In the longing for their own, the heart mourns.
We've seen our reflection in life's clear glass,
Melodies tremble, some steps swiftly pass,
Oh, this is a garden where thorns greet the bloom,
Winning hearts, yet we still meet our doom.
Some arrive in shadows, unseen,
Some parade in the open, a brazen scene.
But in this grand gathering, only buyers convene,
Some arrive in shadows, unseen,
Some parade in the open, a brazen scene.