miloon kya juda reh rahe hain
kahu kyaa khafa reh rahe hain
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain

miloon kya juda reh rahe hain
kahu kyaa khafa reh rahe hain
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain

chehra woh mujh se chhupane lage hai
aur dooriya woh badhane lage hai
rukate nahi ab aankho se aansu
kuch is taraah woh rulaane lage hai
neende uda ke woh so rahe hai
aur ajnabee se wo ho rahe hai
jab ye kaha ke ik baar milke
unko bata du main haal dil ke
kabhi mujhse haa keh rahe hai
kabhi mujhse naa keh rahe hai
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain

tode hai waade badley iraadey
rab hi jaane kyaa hoga aage
ab jaan lo ye ab jaan lenge
kamzor hote rishto ke dhaage
tanhaai oo ne toda hai mujhko
us bewafaa se aur joda hai mujhko
naa chaah kar bhi use dhoondhta hu
uske hi ghar se uska pata puchhata hu
kabhi woh yaha reh rahe hai
kabhi woh waha reh rahe hai
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain

miloon kya juda reh rahe hain
kahu kyaa khafa reh rahe hain
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain
khud bewafaai kar rahe woh
aur mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain
mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain
mujhe bewafaa keh rahe hain.

Shall I meet, when they stay estranged?
What words, when their anger is arranged?
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.

Shall I meet, when they stay estranged?
What words, when their anger is arranged?
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.

Their face, they hide, a veiled facade,
And distances grow, a bitter squad.
My eyes, a storm, tears never cease,
In ways they wound, and bring no peace.
They steal my sleep, and slumber deep,
And strangers now, their secrets keep.
When I implored, to meet just once,
To tell my soul, its heavy drance,
Sometimes they say, a hopeful "yes,"
Sometimes they say, a cold "no" to bless.
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.

They break their vows, and change their aim,
God knows the fate, the future's flame.
Now understand, and now they'll see,
The weakening threads of destiny.
Solitude, they used to break me,
To that betrayer, they now make me.
Though I don't wish, I search their trace,
I ask their home, to find their place.
Sometimes they're here, within my sight,
Sometimes they're there, lost to the night.
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.

Shall I meet, when they stay estranged?
What words, when their anger is arranged?
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.
They weave betrayal's cruel design,
And call my heart, a faithless shrine.
They call my heart, a faithless shrine.
They call my heart, a faithless shrine.