kya jane kami kis chiz ki mai
har chiz me pata rahta hu
khush hoke batata hu dunia
ghabrake mitata rahta hu
har saal janamdin mera to
kuch dost manaya karte hai
har sal janamdin mera to
kuch dost manaya karte hai
har saal mai apne hisse ka
ek saal ka gawata rahta hu
kya jane kami kis chiz ki mai

I know not what I lack, this aching void,
In every thing, a phantom I have spied.
With joy I tell the world, with open hand,
Then fear consumes, and erases from the land.

Each year, my birthday dawns, a fleeting grace,
Some friends still gather in this transient space.
Each year, my birthday, a somber toll,
I shed a year, and lose it to my soul.

I know not what I lack, this shadowed plea...