bas ke duswar hai har kaam ka aasan hona
aadmi ko bhi maysar nahi insaan hona
ghar humara jo na rote bhi to wiran hota
pehar agar pehar na hota to bhi aabad hota
hasarate katl raahe dariya mein fana ho jana
dard ka had se gujrna dawa ho jana
dard unse kaise dawa na huaa
main na achha huaa bura na huaa

itne mariyam huaa kare koi
mere dukh ki dawa kare koi
mere dukh ki dawa kare koi
bak raha hu junun mein kya kya kuch
bak raha hu junun mein kya kya kuch
kuch na samjhe khuda kare koi
kuch na samjhe khuda kare koi
kuch na samjhe khuda kare koi

To ease each task, a weary climb,
A soul's ascent, defying time.
Our home, though tears had never streamed,
Would still be desolate, it seemed.
If hour by hour had not been kept,
Its walls would still have slowly slept.

Desire for death, a river's flow,
To vanish there, where sorrows go.
When pain transcends its mortal guise,
Transformed to cure before our eyes.
How could their touch not heal my plight?
I neither mended, nor took flight.

Let Marys gather, one by one,
To mend the wounds that I have spun.
To heal the hurt, my soul's despair,
Let someone rise, and truly care.
Lost in madness, words I spill,
Lost in madness, against my will.
Though none may grasp, yet someone try,
Though none may grasp, and then comply.
Though none may grasp, and then reply.