jaane kis dagar hai chala yeh man bawra
nainon mein chubhe tuta sa koi khwab sa
jhuthe dilaase re, humko rulaaye re
kaisi saza hai ya khuda

kya naseeba chaahe, tu hi bata haaye
kyun judaa hain rahein, tu hi bata haaye
jhoothe dilase re, humko rulaye re
kaisi saza hai ya khuda
kya naseeba chaahe, tu hi bata haaye
kyun judaa hain rahein, tu hi bata haaye

haan khushiyan mili bhi toh iss tarah
ke muh pher ke thi khadi
maine hath jo milaya to bas
wo milte hi ro padi

jitne sahare hain, bebas bechare hain
ki kya khata hai ya khuda
kya naseeba chaahe, tu hi bata haaye
kyun judaa hain rahein, tu hi bata haaye
jhoothe dilase re, humko rulaye re
kaisi saza hai ya khuda

kya naseeba chaahe, tu hi bata haaye
kyun judaa hain raahein tu hi bata, bata, haaye

Where does this wandering heart now stray?
A broken dream, in the eyes, does play.
False comforts, they make me weep and yearn,
This punishment, O Lord, what have I to learn?
What fate desires, only You can impart,
Why are our paths separate? Tell me, my heart.
False comforts, they make me weep and yearn,
This punishment, O Lord, what have I to learn?
What fate desires, only You can impart,
Why are our paths separate? Tell me, my heart.

Even when joy arrived, it turned its face,
And stood apart in that desolate space.
When I reached my hand, a tear it did release,
And wept at the very moment of peace.
All supports are helpless, lost and weak,
What sin is mine, O Lord, now I bespeak?
What fate desires, only You can impart,
Why are our paths separate? Tell me, my heart.
False comforts, they make me weep and yearn,
This punishment, O Lord, what have I to learn?

What fate desires, only You can impart,
Why are our paths separate?
Tell me, tell me, my heart.