mohabbat bhi jhuthi zamana bhi jhutha
mohabbat ka hai ye fasana bhi jhutha
ye fasana bhi jhutha

adaye bhi jhuthi wafaye bhi jhuthi
adaye bhi jhuthi adaye bhi jhuthi
wafaye bhi jhuthi ye sab ruth jana
manana bhi jhutha mohabbat bhi jhuthi
zamana bhi jhutha mohabbat ka hai ye
fasana bhi jhutha ye fasana bhi jhutha

kaha ka ye dil aur kaisi mohabbat
are dil ka aana bhi jana bhi jhutha
mohabbat bhi jhuthi zamana bhi jhutha
mohabbat ka hai ye fasana bhi jhutha
ye fasana bhi jhutha

juda hona milna hai iska barabar
juda hona milna hai iska barabar
ye rona bhi jhutha hasana bhi jhutha
mohabbat bhi jhuthi zamana bhi jhutha
mohabbat ka hai ye fasana bhi jhutha
ye fasana bhi jhutha

Love, a lie. The world, a phantom's guise.
The tale of love, a fabricated prize.
A fiction spun, a whispered, fading sigh.

False are the charms, the vows we softly keep.
False are the charms, in slumber's shadowed sleep.
False are the vows, as all things start to weep.
To leave, to coax, a comfort we can't reap.
Love, a lie. The world, in slumber deep.
The tale of love, a promise we can't keep.
A fiction spun, a secret buried in sleep.

Where lies the heart? And what is love's true art?
To come, to go, the beating, fleeting start.
Love, a lie. The world, a world torn apart.
The tale of love, a tear that rends the heart.
A fiction spun, a wound that won't depart.

To part, to meet, a mirror's empty gleam.
To part, to meet, a haunting, fading dream.
False is the tear, the laughter's fleeting stream.
Love, a lie. The world, an endless scheme.
The tale of love, a sun that cannot beam.
A fiction spun, a whispered, dying theme.