aisa kiya hai maine gunah jo mujhko nahi karna tha
aisa kiya hai maine gunah jo mujhko nahi karna tha
na mumkin ko mumkin kardu aisa maine socha tha

tumne kiya hai aisa gunah jo tumko nahi karna tha
tumne kiya hai aisa gunah jo tumko nahi karna tha
na mumkin mumkin ho jaye aisa tumne socha tha
aisa kiya hai maine gunah jo tumko nahi karna tha

pyar tumne kisi aur se kiya tha
khayi thi kasme wada kiya tha
pyar tumne kisi aur se kiya tha
khayi thi kasme wada kiya tha
usne basayi apni duniya
tumne ujadi meri duniya
ye bhi gunah hai wo bhi gunah tha
aisa kiya hai maine gunah jo mujhko nahi karna tha

dard hi dard hai zindagi me
hogi nasib khushi kya zindagi me
ho dard hi dard hai zindagi me
hogi nasib khushi kya zindagi me
yaad nahi mujhko log ye hase the
kitne aashiya ye gin ke maine jo chune the
zindagi me hasna chaha kya ye gunah tha

marne ke baad bhi jina chahta hu
dil banke sine me dhadakna chahta hu
o marne ke baad bhi jina chahta hu
dil banke sine me dhadakna chahta hu
o marke bhi tum mujhme shamil ho aise
jism aur ruh ka rishta ho jaise
mai apni zindagi pe zar zar rota hu
aise kiya hai maine gunah jo mujhko nahi karna tha
tumne kiya hai aisa gunah jo tumko nahi karna tha
na mumkin mumkin ho jaye aisa tumne socha tha
tumne kiya hai aisa gunah jo tumko nahi karna tha

I have committed a sin I shouldn't have,
A sin I should have shunned,
Dreaming I could make the impossible possible,
In a world I once had spun.

You, too, have borne a weight of wrong,
A path you shouldn't tread,
Hoping the impossible would bloom,
In the gardens of your head.

You loved another, a heart's dark dance,
Vows and promises you'd made,
Building your own world, a gilded chance,
While mine was left to fade.
This too, a sin, as mine had been,
I have committed a sin I shouldn't have.

Pain, a river through my days,
Will joy ever find its way?
Pain, the echo of my plight,
Will happiness ever ignite?
I can't recall a smiling face,
The homes I built, now out of place.
To wish to laugh, was this a sin?

Even in death, I crave to live,
To beat as a heart, my essence give.
Even in death, I yearn to be,
A pulse within, eternally.
You, though gone, remain a part,
A union of soul and beating heart.
I weep a river for my life's design,
I have committed a sin I shouldn't have,
You, too, have borne a weight of wrong,
Hoping the impossible would bloom,
You, too, have borne a weight of wrong.