rasm-e-ulfat sikha gaya
koi rasm-e-ulfat sikha gaya
koi rasm-e-ulfat sikha gaya
koi dil ki duniya pe chha gaya
koi ki duniya pe chha gaya
koi rasm-e-ulfat sikha gaya

ta kayamat kisi tarah na bujhe
han aage aisi laga gaya
koi aag aisi laga gaya
koi aag aisi laga gaya
dil ki duniya ujaar si kyu hai
dil ki duniya ujaar si kyu hai
kya yahan se chala gaya
koi kya yahan se chala gaya
koi kya yahan se chala gaya

wak rusak gale laga kar daag
wak rusak gale laga kar daag
hanste hanste rula gaya
koi hanste hanste rula gaya
koi rasm-e-ulfat sikha gaya
koi dil ki duniya pe chha gaya

He schooled me in love's ritual,
a phantom's touch, a spectral rule.
He painted the heart's world with his hue,
then vanished, leaving skies of blue.
He schooled me in love's ritual.

He lit a fire, a blaze so deep,
that even death cannot make it sleep.
He lit a fire, a burning plea.
Why does the heart's world desolate seem?
Did he depart, a fading dream?
Did he depart, eternally?

He embraced me, leaving scars that gleam,
then laughed and wept, a poignant stream.
He laughed and wept, a fading grace.
He schooled me in love's ritual,
he painted the heart's world with his grace.