jahan me jinki umeedo ke bede paar hote hain
woh khushkismat hazaaro me kahin do char hote hain

bahut purdard hai ae sunne walo daastan meri
ho gham ki daastan meri
hazaaro ranj hai aur ek jaan-a-natwa meri
ho jaan-a-natwa meri
bahut purdard hai ae sunne walo daastan meri
ho gham ki daastan meri

safar toh zindagi ka tune baksha
bakshne wale, bakshne wale
jara yeh bhi bata de aake, manjil hai kaha meri
ke manjil hai kaha meri
bahut purdard hai ae sunne walo daastan meri
ho gham ki daastan meri

mohabbat aur nakami
jawani aur barbaadi
jawani aur barbaadi
inhi do char lafjo me
chhupi hai daastan meri
chhupi hai daastan meri
bahut purdard hai ae sunne walo daastan meri
ho gham ki daastan meri

Where hopes set sail, and find their shore,
A blessed few, in thousands, stand before.
My tale, O listeners, a heart that bleeds,
A story woven of grief's dark seeds.
A thousand sorrows, a soul so frail,
My weary soul, beneath this veil.
My tale, O listeners, a heart that bleeds,
A story woven of grief's dark seeds.

You, the Giver, life's long road you gave,
But tell me, where lies my destined grave?
Where is the haven, the final shore?
Oh, where is the haven I implore?
My tale, O listeners, a heart that bleeds,
A story woven of grief's dark seeds.

Love's sweet promise, then failure's sting,
Youth's bright flame, to ashes, taking wing.
In these few words, my story sleeps,
The secret sorrow my spirit keeps.
My tale, O listeners, a heart that bleeds,
A story woven of grief's dark seeds.