chadhte suraj tu dhalne se pahle
range mehfil badalne se pahle
chadhte suraj tu dhalne se pahle
range mehfil badalne se pahle
soch le tera anjaam kya hai
dekh itna machalne se pahle
ae kali hath malne se pahle
ha dekh itna machalne se pahle
ae kali hath malne se pahle
soch le tera anjaam kya hai
chadhte suraj tu dhalne se pahle
range mehfil badalne se pahle

bekaso ka lahu peene wale
maut ke saye me jeene wale
ha bekaso ka lahu peene wale
maut ke saye me jeene wale
do ghadi aisho aaram kya hai
soch le tera anjaam kya hai
aisho aaram sunna chahati ho kya hai
aish ka ek pal hai jawani
teri aankho ke aage diwani
ha aish ka ek pal hai jawani
teri aankho ke aage diwani
ek masti bhara jaam kya hai
soch le tera anjaam kya hai
chadhte suraj tu dhalne se pahle
range mehfil badalne se pahle

tut jaungi main na jhukungi
aabru ke liye jaan dungi
ha tut jaungi main na jhukungi
aabru ke liye jaan dungi
warna jeene ka phir kaam kiya hai
soch le tera anjaam kya hai
tu sirf ek sej ka phul hai samjhi
aaj se aur kuch bhi nahi tu
sej ka phul hai naajni tu
ha aaj se aur kuch bhi nahi tu
sej ka phul hai naajni tu
jaan le ke tera naam kya hai
soch le tera anjaam kya hai
chadhte suraj tu dhalne se pahle
range mehfil badalne se pahle
chadhte suraj tu dhalne se pahle
range mehfil badalne se pahle
soch le tera anjaam kya hai
dekh itna machalne se pahle
ae kali hath malne se pahle
ha dekh itna machalne se pahle
ae kali hath malne se pahle
soch le tera anjaam kya hai
chadhte suraj tu dhalne se pahle
range mehfil badalne se pahle

Before the rising sun descends,
Before the colors of the gathering bend,
Before the rising sun descends,
Before the colors of the gathering bend,
Consider what your end shall be,
Before you flutter so, my friend.
O bud, before you wring your hand,
Yes, before you flutter so, my friend,
O bud, before you wring your hand,
Consider what your end shall be,
Before the rising sun descends,
Before the colors of the gathering bend.

You who drink the blood of the forlorn,
You who live beneath death's mourn,
Yes, you who drink the blood of the forlorn,
You who live beneath death's mourn,
What is this fleeting ease you crave?
Consider what your end shall be,
Do you wish to hear of ease?
The bloom of youth is but a moment,
A captive in your eyes, a payment.
Yes, the bloom of youth is but a moment,
A captive in your eyes, a payment.
What is this drunken revel's grace?
Consider what your end shall be,
Before the rising sun descends,
Before the colors of the gathering bend.

I shall shatter, but I shall not bend,
For honor, my life I'll lend.
Yes, I shall shatter, but I shall not bend,
For honor, my life I'll lend.
Else, what meaning does life possess?
Consider what your end shall be,
You are but a bloom upon a bed, understand?
From today, you are nothing more,
A bed's flower, my lovely core,
Yes, from today, you are nothing more,
A bed's flower, my lovely core,
Know what your very name shall be.
Consider what your end shall be,
Before the rising sun descends,
Before the colors of the gathering bend,
Before the rising sun descends,
Before the colors of the gathering bend,
Consider what your end shall be,
Before you flutter so, my friend.
O bud, before you wring your hand,
Yes, before you flutter so, my friend,
O bud, before you wring your hand,
Consider what your end shall be,
Before the rising sun descends,
Before the colors of the gathering bend.