ibtidaye ishk hai rota hai kya
are aage aage dekhiye hota hai kya
are apne aachal
apne aachal ki tarah mujhko hawa dete chalo
apne aachal ki tarah mujhko hawa dete chalo
dard jo tumne diya uski dawa dete chalo
apne aachal ki tarah mujhko hawa dete chalo

meri shamat aayi thi kaha fas gaya
meri shamat aayi thi jo aapka mehma hua
meri shamat aayi thi jo aapka mehma hua
mera hi saman meri maut ka saman hua are ho gayi
ho gayi mujhse khata ab tum saja dete chalo
ho gayi mujhse khata ab tum saja dete chalo
dard jo tumne diya uski dawa dete chalo
apne aachal haye haye
apne aachal ki tarah mujhko hawa dete chalo

puchta hai are bhai kya puchta hai
puchta hai tumse har ek chhala mere paw ka
puchta hai tumse har ek chhala mere paw ka
ye jahnum ka hai rashta ya tumhare gaw ka
ho chalu basu
chal basu na chalte chalte ye dua dete chalo
dard jo tumne diya uski dawa dete chalo
apne aachal ki tarah mujhko hawa dete chalo

The dawn of love, and you weep, why?
Behold the unfolding, what awaits the eye.
Like your own mantle,
Like your own mantle, let your breeze caress me,
Like your own mantle, let your breeze caress me.
The pain you gave, its cure, bestow on me,
Like your own mantle, let your breeze caress me.

My doom arrived, I was ensnared,
My doom arrived, when your guest I became,
My doom arrived, when your guest I became,
My own possessions, the instruments of my demise. Alas!
A fault I committed, now your punishment impart,
A fault I committed, now your punishment impart,
The pain you gave, its cure, bestow on me,
Like your own mantle, let your breeze caress me.

It inquires, oh friend, what does it ask?
Each blister on my foot, it questions you,
Each blister on my foot, it questions you,
Is this the path to hell, or the road to your town?
Let me just...
Let me just collapse, as I walk, this prayer bestow,
The pain you gave, its cure, bestow on me,
Like your own mantle, let your breeze caress me.