galat hai muskurana, chahata hai
galat hai muskurana, chahata hai
wo apna gham chhupana chahata hai
galat hai muskurana, chahata hai
wo apna gham chhupana chahata hai

meri aankho ko deewaro me chunakar
meri aankho ko deewaro me chunakar
naya chehara banana chahata hai
wo apna gham chhupana chahata hai

deeye chaukhat pe ummido ke rakh kar
deeye chaukhat pe ummido ke rakh kar
deeye chaukhat pe ummido ke rakh kar
deeye chaukhat pe ummido ke rakh kar
deeye chaukhat pe ummido ke
ummido ke rakh kar
ummido ke rakh kar
deeye chaukhat pe ummido ke rakh kar
deeye chaukhat pe ummido ke rakh kar
hawao ko bulana chahata hai
hawao ko bulana chahata hai
wo apna gham chhupana chahata hai
galat hai muskurana, chahata hai
wo apna gham chhupana chahata hai

imaam uski khamoshi keh rahi hai
imaam uski khamoshi keh rahi hai
imaam uski khamoshi keh rahi hai
bichhadne ka bahana chahata hai
bichhadne ka bahana chahata hai
wo apna gham chhupana chahata hai
wo apna gham chhupana chahata hai

galat hai muskurana, chahata hai
wo apna gham chhupana chahata hai

A smile, a deceit, he craves,
A smile, a deceit, he craves,
To cloak the sorrow his spirit saves.
A smile, a deceit, he craves,
To cloak the sorrow his spirit saves.

My eyes, bricked in, within walls of stone,
My eyes, bricked in, within walls of stone,
A new face, he seeks to own.
To cloak the sorrow his spirit saves.

Lamps of hope, upon the sill he places,
Lamps of hope, upon the sill he places,
Lamps of hope, upon the sill he places,
Lamps of hope, upon the sill he places,
Of hope, he places,
Of hope, he places,
Lamps of hope, upon the sill he places,
Lamps of hope, upon the sill he places,
To call the winds to his embrace.
To call the winds to his embrace.
To cloak the sorrow his spirit saves.
A smile, a deceit, he craves,
To cloak the sorrow his spirit saves.

His silence speaks, the Imam declares,
His silence speaks, the Imam declares,
His silence speaks, the Imam declares,
A reason for parting, he prepares.
A reason for parting, he prepares.
To cloak the sorrow his spirit saves.
To cloak the sorrow his spirit saves.

A smile, a deceit, he craves,
To cloak the sorrow his spirit saves.