ye nadano ki duniya hai ye diwano ki mehfil hai
yaha hasna bhi mushkil hai yaha rona bhi mushkil hai
ye nadano ki duniya hai ye diwano ki mehfil hai

kayamat ho gayi barbad mere dil ke lgane par
zamana mujh pe hansa hai mai hansa hu zamane par
yaha jo pyar karta hai yaha jo pyar karta hai
wo diwano me shamil hai yaha hasna bhi mushkil hai
yaha rona bhi mushkil hai ye nadano ki duniya hai
ye diwano ki mehfil hai

mohabbat na ki ho jisne mohabbat ko wo kya jane
na ho dil jiske sine me wo kaise gam ko pehchane
dikhau kisko zkhame dil dikhau kisko zkhame dil
yaha jo hai katil hai yaha hasna bhi mushkil hai
yaha rona bhi mushkil hai ye nadano ki duniya hai
ye diwano ki mehfil hai

This world of the foolish, a gathering of the mad,
Where laughter's a struggle, and weeping's a sadness.
This world of the foolish, a gathering of the mad.

Doomsday shattered, for love's tender sowing,
The world scoffed at my heart, I laughed at the showing.
Here, whoever loves deeply, whoever loves true,
Is branded a madman, where laughter's askew,
Where weeping's a burden, this world of the blind,
A gathering of madmen, of fractured minds.

He who has not loved, how can he know love's way?
He whose chest is a void, how can he know dismay?
To whom shall I show the wounds of my heart?
To whom shall I show, for each plays the part,
Of killer and tormentor, where laughter is pain,
Where weeping's a torment, this world of the vain,
A gathering of madmen, the soul's refrain.