na puchho ke kis ki adao ne mara
na puchho ke kis ki adao ne mara
ye dekho ke mera kidhar hai ishara
na puchho ke kis ki adao ne mara
ye dekho ke mera kidhar hai ishara
na puchho ke kis ki adao ne mara na puchho

ye kisne chhupke diya mujhpe war kya kahiye
hua jo hal dile bekarar kya kahiye
kab kaise jigar ka khun hua ek mai janu ya tum jano
kab kaise jigar ka khun hua ek mai janu ya tum jano
thi kiski ada jo mar gayi pahchan sako to pahchnao ji
pahchan sako to pahchnao

ye kissa hai jalim hamara tumhara
ye kissa hai jalim hamara tumhara
ye dekho ke mera kidhar hai ishara
na puchho ke kis ki adao ne mara na puchho

hajaro tir mohabbat ke khaye baithe hai
tadap rahe hai kaleja dabaye baithe hai
ek din to zamana janega ye raz chhupaoge kaise
ek din to zamana janega ye raz chhupaoge kaise
ab lotke meri mehfil se batlao to jaoge kaise
batlao to jaoge kaise

agar naam leke jo maine pukara
agar naam leke jo maine pukara
ye dekho ke mera kidhar hai ishara
na puchho ke kis ki adao ne mara
na puchho ke kis ki adao ne mara na puchho

Ask not whose allure has dealt the blow,
Ask not whose allure has struck me so.
Behold, the direction where I now point, you know,
Ask not whose allure, no, do not ask, no.

Who, in secret, unleashed this wound, what to say?
What befell my restless heart, what can I convey?
When, how, my heart's blood spilled, I alone might know, or you, you may.
When, how, my heart's blood spilled, I alone may know, or you, you may.
Whose charm, whose gesture, led to this fall? Recognize, if you may.
Recognize, if you may.

This tale is of cruelty, of you and of I,
This tale is of cruelty, as moments fly.
Behold, the direction where I now eye,
Ask not whose allure, no, do not ask, why.

Thousands of arrows of love, we've borne the pain,
We suffer, clutching our hearts, again and again.
One day, the world will learn this secret, how will you restrain?
One day, the world will learn this secret, how will you restrain?
Now, departing my gathering, how will you explain?
Explain to me how you plan?

If I, by name, should call out loud,
If I, by name, from my heart avowed,
Behold, the direction, so proud.
Ask not whose allure, as clouds shroud.
Ask not whose allure, no, do not ask, aloud.