kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kitna dushwar akele me safar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kitna dushwar akele me safar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi

meri khubi bhi mere kam na aayi lekin
meri khubi bhi mere kam na aayi lekin
tera har aib zamane ka hunar lagta hai
tera har aib zamane ka hunar lagta hai
kitna dushwar akele me safar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi

chun liya hai teri nazro ne mujhe lakho me
chun liya hai teri nazro ne mujhe lakho me
sari mehfil me tu hi pehle nazar lagta hai
sari mehfil me tu hi pehle nazar lagta hai
kitna dushwar akele me safar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi

ped gulshan me rahe ya rahe virane me
ped gulshan me rahe ya rahe virane me
waqt jab aata hai to uske samar lagta hai
waqt jab aata hai to uske samar lagta hai
kitna dushwar akele me safar lagta hai

kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kitna dushwar akele me safar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kitna dushwar akele me safar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi kabhi ye sochke dar lagta hai
kya tumhe bhi

Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
How arduous the journey alone appears.
Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
How arduous the journey alone appears.
Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
Does the thought, too?

My virtues, though, offered no aid, but still,
My virtues, though, offered no aid, but still,
Your every flaw, a skill the world embraces.
Your every flaw, a skill the world embraces.
How arduous the journey alone appears.
Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
Does the thought, too?

From a million, your gaze chose only me,
From a million, your gaze chose only me,
In the whole assembly, you alone are first to be seen.
In the whole assembly, you alone are first to be seen.
How arduous the journey alone appears.
Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
Does the thought, too?

Whether trees dwell in gardens or in desolation,
Whether trees dwell in gardens or in desolation,
When the time comes, its fruit is what appears.
When the time comes, its fruit is what appears.
How arduous the journey alone appears.

Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
How arduous the journey alone appears.
Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
How arduous the journey alone appears.
Does the thought, too, ever frighten you?
Does the thought, too?