wo nahi mila to malaal kya
wo nahi mila to malaal kya
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya
wo nahi mila to malaal kya
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya
use yaad karke na dil dukha
use yaad karke na dil dukha
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya
wo nahi mila to malaal kya
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya

na gila kiya, na khafa huye
yunhi raastein mein juda huye
na gila kiya, na khafa huye
yunhi raastein mein juda huye
yunhi raastein mein juda huye
na tu bewafa, na main bewafa
na tu bewafa, na main bewafa
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya
use yaad karke na dil dukha
use yaad karke na dil dukha
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya

tujhe aitbaar o yakeen nahi
nahi duniya, itni buri nahi
tujhe aitbaar o yakeen nahi
nahi duniya, itni buri nahi
na malaal kar, mere saath aa
na malaal kar, mere saath aa
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya

wo wafaye thi, ke jafaye thi
ye na soch, kiski khataye thi
wo wafaye thi, ke jafaye thi
ye na soch, kiski khataye thi
ye na soch, kiski khataye thi
wo tera hai, usko gale laga
wo tera hai, usko gale laga
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya
wo nahi mila to malaal kya
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya
use yaad karke na dil dukha
use yaad karke na dil dukha
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya
wo nahi mila to malaal kya
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya
jo gujar gaya, so gujar gaya

If they're lost, why the sorrow's sting?
What's passed is dust on a vanished wing.
If they're lost, why the sorrow's sting?
What's passed is dust on a vanished wing.

Don't let the heart its burden bear,
Recalling ghosts, a whispered prayer.
Don't let the heart its burden bear,
What's passed is dust, beyond compare.
If they're lost, why the sorrow's sting?
What's passed is dust on a vanished wing.

No lamenting, no anger's fire,
We parted ways, as paths expire.
No lamenting, no anger's fire,
We parted ways, as paths expire.
As paths expire, the journey's end,
Neither faithless, nor broken, friend.
Neither faithless, nor broken, friend.
What's passed is dust on a vanished wing.
Don't let the heart its burden bear,
Recalling ghosts, a whispered prayer.
What's passed is dust, beyond compare.

Your trust in fate, it ebbs and flows,
The world's unkindness, it seldom shows.
Your trust in fate, it ebbs and flows,
The world's unkindness, it seldom shows.
Come, walk with me, cast off the blight,
What's passed is dust, and lost to sight.

Were they true loves, or wounds unseen?
Forget the faults, the in-between.
Were they true loves, or wounds unseen?
Forget the faults, the in-between.
Forget the faults, the in-between,
Embrace your own, embrace what's been.
Embrace your own, embrace what's been.
What's passed is dust, a fading scene.
If they're lost, why the sorrow's sting?
What's passed is dust on a vanished wing.
Don't let the heart its burden bear,
Recalling ghosts, a whispered prayer.
What's passed is dust, beyond compare.
If they're lost, why the sorrow's sting?
What's passed is dust on a vanished wing.
What's passed is dust, forever gone.