shama bujhane ko chali, shama bujhane ko chali
shama bujhane ko chali, shama bujhane ko chali
hai yahi dard ki jal jaye patanga na kahi
shama bujhane ko chali, shama bujhane ko chali

usane chaha ki mera, chahanewala toh rahe
usane chaha ki mera, chahanewala toh rahe
mai rahu ya naa rahu, ghar kaa ujala toh rahe
apne pritam ke liye, chhod di pritam ki gali
shama bujhane ko chali, shama bujhane ko chali

bhulakar sabako bas ik, apni vafa sath liye
bhulakar sabako bas ik, apni vafa sath liye
apne hi ashkon me bhigi huyi ik rat liye
gam ke tufan me ghiri thokare khati nikali
shama bujhane ko chali, shama bujhane ko chali

The flame is fading, about to die,
The flame is fading, about to die,
And this the ache: that the moth not burn,
The flame is fading, about to die.

She wished that mine, a lover true, would stay,
She wished that mine, a lover true, would stay,
Whether I linger, or fade away,
That home's bright light, forever play,
For love of him, she left love's own way,
The flame is fading, about to die.

Forgetting all, but love's own vow,
Forgetting all, but love's own vow,
Embracing night, where tears now flow,
Lost in sorrow's storm, with every blow,
The flame is fading, about to die.