agar hum kahe aur wo mushkura de
hum unke liye zindgani luta de
har ik mod par hum gamon ko saza de
chalo zindagi ko mohabbat bana de

agar khud ko bhule to kuch bhi na bhule
ke chaahat mein unki khuda ko bhula de
kabhi gam ki aandhi jinhe chu na paaye
wafa ke hum wo nashe-man bana de

qayamat ke diwaane kehte hai humse
chalo unke chehre se parda hata de
saza de silaa de bana de mita de
magar wo koi fiaslaa to suna de

If she but smiles when I speak,
My life, for her, I'd willingly wreak.
At every turn, let sorrow be dressed,
Come, let's make of life, love's blessed.

If I forget myself, let nothing be lost,
In her desire, let even God be crossed.
Where grief's tempest cannot ever reach,
A nest of loyalty, we will beseech.

The mad ones of Judgment Day implore,
"Unveil her face, forevermore!"
Adorn, reward, create, or erase,
But let her decree, with time and space.