ishq me jab hum, katal huye to
id manayi logo ne
ishq me jab hum, katal huye to
id manayi logo ne
yu humko, aukaat humari
yu humko, aukaat humari
yaad dilayi logo ne
ishq me jab hum, katal huye to
id manayi logo ne

hairat se yu, humko na dekho
hum to waqt ke maare hai
hairat se yu, humko na dekho
hum to waqt ke maare hai
hum to waqt ke maare hai
kuch apno ne, ashqo diye
kuch aag lagayi logo ne
kuch apno ne, ashqo diye
kuch aag lagayi logo ne

haye zamane, tere kaate
pani bhi na maang sake
haye zamane, tere kaate
pani bhi na maang sake
pani bhi na maang sake
waise humare khun-e-jigar se
pyas bujhai logo ne
waise humare khun-e-jigar se
pyas bujhai logo ne

dushman ho gayi, apni jawani
husn bala ka dil apna
dushman ho gayi, apni jawani
husn bala ka dil apna
husn bala ka dil apna
gharwalo ne ghunghru baandhe
aur nachai logo ne
gharwalo ne ghunghru baandhe
aur nachai logo ne
yu humko, aukaat humari
yu humko, aukaat humari
yaad dilayi logo ne
ishq me jab hum, katal huye to
id manayi logo ne

When love's blade fell, and I did bleed,
A feast of joy, the crowd decreed.
When love's blade fell, and I did bleed,
A feast of joy, the crowd decreed.
Thus, my worth, my humble place,
Thus, my worth, my humble place,
Was mirrored in their gaze, their face.
When love's blade fell, and I did bleed,
A feast of joy, the crowd decreed.

Do not stare with curious eyes,
I am wounded by the tides.
Do not stare with curious eyes,
I am wounded by the tides.
I am wounded by the tides.
Some dear to me, they wept with pain,
Some fueled the flames of burning rain.
Some dear to me, they wept with pain,
Some fueled the flames of burning rain.

Oh, the world, with wounds so deep,
Left me thirsty, not to sleep.
Oh, the world, with wounds so deep,
Left me thirsty, not to sleep.
Thirsty, not to sleep.
Yet from my heart, my life's dark red,
Their thirst was quenched, their hunger fed.
Yet from my heart, my life's dark red,
Their thirst was quenched, their hunger fed.

My youth, it turned, a foe to me,
My beauty, cursed my destiny.
My youth, it turned, a foe to me,
My beauty, cursed my destiny.
Beauty, cursed my destiny.
My own kin, they bound my feet,
And made me dance, a bitter feat.
My own kin, they bound my feet,
And made me dance, a bitter feat.
Thus, my worth, my humble place,
Thus, my worth, my humble place,
Was mirrored in their gaze, their face.
When love's blade fell, and I did bleed,
A feast of joy, the crowd decreed.