o mere rabba dil kyun banaya
tanhai se kyun tadapana sikhaya
o mere rabba dil kyun banaya
tanhai se kyun tadapana sikhaya
kaisi hai teri khudai koi sune na duhai
ho gayi kya khata lut gaye
ho gayi kya khata lut gaye
o mere rabba dil kyun banaya
tanhai se kyun tadapana sikhaya

kaun hai dil ke pas jo dhadkane sun raha
dur se meri mang mein chandani bun raha
bite huye lamhe yad na kar
aye ishq hame barbad na kar
ashko ke samandar sukh gaye
ab milne ki fariyad na kar
dard ka alam thehra dur talak hai sehra
pyar ke har nishan mit gaye
ho gayi kya khata lut gaye
o mere rabba dil kyun banaya
tanhai se kyun tadapana sikhaya

jism to bejan hai tere bin tere bin
roshni se hai juda mere din mere din
dil wo nagar hai jo basta nahi ujadke
pachatayega ya rab tu ye basti ujaadke
kabhi ranjish kabhi shikve
kabhi mannat kabhi nale
kiya na ishq tu bhala kaise is dard ko jane
chot jigar ne khayi hotho tak aah na aayi
chahto ke diye bujh gaye
ho gayi kya khata lut gaye
o mere rabba dil kyun banaya
tanhai se kyun tadapana sikhaya
kaisi hai teri khudai koyi sune na duhai
ho gayi kya khata lut gaye
ho gayi kya khata lut gaye

Oh, my God, why did you create a heart?
Why teach it to ache in solitude apart?
Oh, my God, why did you create a heart?
Why teach it to ache in solitude apart?
What manner of creation, none heed its cries,
What fault was committed, all treasures lost?
What fault was committed, all treasures lost?
Oh, my God, why did you create a heart?
Why teach it to ache in solitude apart?

Who is close to the heart, hearing its beat?
Weaving moonlight's threads, across a distant street.
Do not remember the moments that have passed,
O love, do not let us be destroyed so fast.
The oceans of tears have dried and gone,
Do not beseech for union, the longing is done.
Pain's world has stilled, a desert stretches far,
All traces of love, forever gone, are.
What fault was committed, all treasures lost?
Oh, my God, why did you create a heart?
Why teach it to ache in solitude apart?

This body is lifeless, without you, without you,
Light is parted from my days, my days are blue.
The heart is a city, that cannot settle again,
You will regret, O Lord, to destroy this domain.
Sometimes resentment, sometimes complaint,
Sometimes prayers, sometimes lament.
You never loved, how could you know the ache?
The wound of the heart, the sigh never broke,
The lamps of desires have extinguished and died,
What fault was committed, all treasures lost?
Oh, my God, why did you create a heart?
Why teach it to ache in solitude apart?
What manner of creation, none heed its cries,
What fault was committed, all treasures lost?
What fault was committed, all treasures lost?