bhoolenge na ye pal jab
apne pyar ka bita kal shapit hua
kya kya hota hai chahat ki anjani si raho me
dekha humne ja kar khud apni maut ki gufao me
khatra khatra chilati hai andhkar ki har diwar
aaya aashiq shapit kar gaye sun kar aashiq ka izhar
shapit hua tere pyar me shapit hua ikraar me
shapit hua tere pyar me shapit hua ikraar me
tujhe ho gaya pyar pehna gayi wo
maut ka haar aur mai shapit hua

sochne ki ye baat hai jisme na jism hai na jaan hai
uss nirjiv ke jivat shrap ne chine mere pran hai
na samjhe wo prem na premiyo ki judai ka ehsas
karz hai mujh par mehbooba ke
dhadakte dil ki bhukh aur pyaas
shapit hua tere pyar me shapit hua ikraar me
shapit hua tere pyar me shapit hua ikraar me

tujhe ho gaya pyar pehna gayi
wo maut ka haar aur mai shapit hua
tere pyar ke jot mujhe is andhkar se bachayenge
wo narjiv tere hatho se hi mukti paayenge
aayega wo pal jab khushiya chikengi chilayengi
tere paas tere sapno ki rajkumari ayegi
baho me bahe hatho me hath
chahu bas tera hi sath har din har rat
bhoolenge na ye pal jab apne
pyar ka bita kal shapit hua
shapit hua shapit hua shapit hua shapit hua

The moments, etched, unyielding,
When love's past, cursed, was revealed.
What trials lie in love's veiled paths,
We've witnessed death's cavernous aftermaths.
Danger, danger, the darkness cries,
A lover's curse, when love's true form dies.
Cursed I am, in your love's dark sway,
Cursed in the vows we dared to say.
Cursed I am, in your love's deep hold,
Cursed in the promises we're told.
You found love's embrace, a siren's call,
And placed on me death's jeweled thrall,
And cursed I am.

A thought to ponder, devoid of life,
A soulless curse, stealing my strife.
She knew not love, nor lovers' plight,
A debt I owe, in fading light.
The heart still hungers, thirsts remain,
Cursed I am, in love's dark chain.
Cursed I am, in your love's dark sway,
Cursed in the vows we dared to say.
Cursed I am, in your love's deep hold,
Cursed in the promises we're told.
You found love's embrace, a siren's call,
And placed on me death's jeweled thrall,
And cursed I am.

Your love's flame, a guiding star,
Will lead me from this shadowed scar.
That lifeless form, through your own hand,
Shall find release, in promised land.
The moment nears, when joy will roar,
Your dream's princess will knock at your door.
Arms entwined, hands softly meet,
Your presence sought, my joy complete,
Each day, each night.
The moments, etched, unyielding,
When love's past, cursed, was revealed.
Cursed I am, cursed I am, cursed I am, cursed I am.