mere tere naam naye hain
mere tere naam naye hain
dard purana hai
ye dard purana hai
mere tere naam naye hain
mere tere naam naye hain, ye dard purana hai
jeewan kya hai tej hawa me deep jalana hai
mere tere naam naye hain, ye dard purana hai
jivan kya hai tej hawa me deep jalana hai
mere tere naam naye hain
mere tere naam naye hain, ye dard purana hai

dukh ki nagari kaun si nagari aansu ki kya jaat
dukh ki nagari kaun si nagari aansu ki kya jaat
sare taare door ke tare
sare tare door ke tare sabke chote hath
aaha aaha aaha aaha
apne apne gum ka sabko sath nibhana hai
mere tere naam naye hain, ye dard purana hai
jivan kya hai tej hawa me deep jalana hai
mere tere naam naye hain
mere tere naam naye hain

bante mitate rishte naate muh dekha bhar me
waqt ke anjane hathon me
waqt ke anjane hathon me har jivan ek khel
sanson ki punji ka sabko karaj chukana hai
mere tere naam naye hain ye dard purana hai
jivan kya hai tej hawa me
deep jalana hai, deep jalana hai
deep jalana hai, deep jalana hai

Our names, a shifting cast,
Our names, forever new.
The ache, a relic of the past,
The ache, forever true.
Our names, a shifting cast,
Our names, forever new, the ache, a relic of the past.
What is life but a lamp, fiercely alight,
In the teeth of a howling wind?
Our names, a shifting cast,
Our names, forever new, the ache, a relic of the past.
What is life but a lamp, fiercely alight,
In the teeth of a howling wind?
Our names, a shifting cast,
Our names, forever new, the ache, a relic of the past.

Which city is sorrow's domain? What clan does a tear belong?
Which city is sorrow's domain? What clan does a tear belong?
All stars, distant, withdrawn,
All stars, distant, withdrawn, with hands that are small and wrong.
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Each must dance with the shadow of their own despair.
Our names, a shifting cast, the ache, a relic of the past.
What is life but a lamp, fiercely alight,
In the teeth of a howling wind?
Our names, a shifting cast,
Our names, forever new.

Bonds are forged and then they fade, in the blink of an eye,
In the unknown hands of time,
In the unknown hands of time, each life, a passing play.
Each must repay the loan of breath they have been given.
Our names, forever new, the ache, a relic of the past.
What is life but a lamp,
In the teeth of a howling wind,
In the teeth of a howling wind,
In the teeth of a howling wind,
In the teeth of a howling wind?