jo dard ban ke zamane
jo dard ban ke zamane
pe chhaye jaate hai
vo gee tute hue
vo gee tute hue
dil se gaaye jaate hai

bala se dil ki lagi me
bala se dil ki lagi me
sama jal jaye
is aag se kahin
is aag se kahin
daman bachaaye jaate hai

fareb-e-ishq pe
fareb-e-ishq pe, hanste hai jo vo kya jaane
ye dhokhe soch samjh kar
ye dhokhe soch samjh kar
hi khaaye jaate hai

jo dard ban ke zamane
pe chhaye jaate hai
vo gee tute hue
vo gee tute hue
dil se gaaye jaate hai

ye bazm-e-naaz hai
o husn dekhne waale
ye bazm-e-naaz hai
o husn dekhne waale
yaha nazar nahi
dil aajmaaye jaate hai
yaha nazar nahi
dil aajmaaye jaate hai
jo dard ban ke zamane
pe chhaye jaate hai

When sorrow like a shroud descends,
upon the world's wide stage,
songs of broken hearts transcend,
from wounded souls, their wage.

Let the soul's pyre consume,
in love's consuming fire,
from such flames, a heart's perfume,
a burning deep desire.

Those who laugh at love's deceit,
who scoff at treacherous art,
know not the bitter, slow retreat,
the calculated heartbreak.

When sorrow like a shroud descends,
upon the world's wide stage,
songs of broken hearts transcend,
from wounded souls, their wage.

This is the court of beauty's reign,
O beholder, cast your eyes,
the heart's true worth, the core to gain,
where true devotion lies.
Not sight, but soul, is the prize.
When sorrow like a shroud descends...