teraa kaam hai jalanaa paravaane
chaahe shamaa jale yaa na jale
shamaa jale yaa na jale
tu pakh jalaale divaane
chaahe shamaa jale yaa na jale
shamaa jale yaa na jale

ye dard mohabbat kaa sah jaa
tu aag ke dariyaa me bahajaa
kahati jo duniya kahane de
tu jalate jalate ye kahajaa
yu jal marate hai divaane
chaahe shamaa jale yaa na jale
shamaa jale yaa na jale

tera pyaar nahi hai harajaai
tu saudaai hai saudaai
marane mai hai shaan mohabbat ki
jine me hai teri rusavaai
marate nahi jal kar paravaane
chaahe shamaa jale yaa na jale
shamaa jale yaa na jale

teraa kaam hai jalanaa paravaane
chaahe shamaa jale yaa na jale
shamaa jale yaa na jale
shamaa jale yaa na jale

To burn is your calling, moth,
Though the flame may or may not ignite.
Whether the candle flickers or not,
Let your wings be consumed in the light.
Whether the flame burns or not.

Bear this pain of love, endure,
Flow into rivers of fire so deep.
Let the world's words be ignored,
And as you burn, this you'll keep:
Thus do lovers die for the flame,
Whether the flame burns or not.
Whether the flame burns or not.

Your love is not of the fleeting kind,
You are consumed, love-crazed and blind.
In death, love's true glory you'll find,
Life holds disgrace for your soul enshrined.
No, the moth never dies in fire,
Whether the flame burns or not.
Whether the flame burns or not.

To burn is your calling, moth,
Though the flame may or may not ignite.
Whether the candle flickers or not,
Whether the flame burns or not.