naaz tha jis pe, mere sine me wo dil hi nahi
naaz tha jis pe, mere sine me wo dil hi nahi
ab ye shisha kisi tasvir ke kabil hi nahi
mai kaha jaau ke meri koi manjil hi nahi
naaz tha jis pe, mere sine me wo dil hi nahi

pher li mujhse najar, apno ne begano ne
pher li mujhse najar, apno ne begano ne
mera ghar luta mere ghar ke hi mehmano ne
mera ghar luta mere ghar ke hi mehmano ne
jo mujhe pyar kare, aisa koi dil hi nahi
mai kaha jaau ke meri koi manjil hi nahi
naaz tha jis pe, mere sine me wo dil hi nahi

dil bahal jaye khayalat ka rukh mod saku
dil bahal jaye khayalat ka rukh mod saku
mai jaha baith ke har ahde wafa tod saku
mai jaha baith ke har ahde wafa tod saku
meri takdir me aisi koi mehfil hi nahi
mai kaha jaau ke meri koi manjil hi nahi
naaz tha jis pe, mere sine me wo dil hi nahi

do jaha shok me hai, aaj fiza bhi chup hai
do jaha shok me hai, aaj fiza bhi chup hai
kis se fariyad karu ab to khuda hi chup hai
kis se fariyad karu ab to khuda hi chup hai
ye wo afsana hai jo sunne ke kabil hi nahi
mai kaha jaau ke meri koi manjil hi nahi
naaz tha jis pe, mere sine me wo dil hi nahi
ab ye shisha kisi tasvir ke kabil hi nahi
mai kaha jaau ke meri koi manjil hi nahi
naaz tha jis pe, mere sine me wo dil hi nahi

The heart I cherished, it was never mine to hold,
The heart I cherished, it was never mine to hold.
This shattered glass, no portrait can unfold,
Where to wander, when no haven can be told?
The heart I cherished, it was never mine to hold.

They turned their gaze, the kin and those unknown,
They turned their gaze, the kin and those unknown.
My home was plundered, by guests I'd welcomed home,
My home was plundered, by guests I'd welcomed home.
A loving heart, for me, has never grown,
Where to wander, when no haven can be told?
The heart I cherished, it was never mine to hold.

To soothe the heart, to shift the thoughts I crave,
To soothe the heart, to shift the thoughts I crave.
A place to sit, where loyalties I'd waive,
A place to sit, where loyalties I'd waive.
My fate, it seems, no solace can engrave,
Where to wander, when no haven can be told?
The heart I cherished, it was never mine to hold.

Two worlds in mourning, even skies are hushed,
Two worlds in mourning, even skies are hushed.
To whom to cry, when even God is crushed?
To whom to cry, when even God is crushed?
This tale I weave, unworthy to be touched,
Where to wander, when no haven can be told?
The heart I cherished, it was never mine to hold.
This shattered glass, no portrait can unfold,
Where to wander, when no haven can be told?
The heart I cherished, it was never mine to hold.