kaha jata nahi tumse tumhara mudda kya hai
kaha jata nahi tumse tumhara mudda kya hai
hami se puchh lo hamari iltja kya hai
kaha jata nahi tumse tumhara mudda kya hai
kaha jata nahi

khudai hai to duniya mein khuda ka naam baki hai
khudai hai to duniya mein khuda ka naam baki hai
agar duniya hi mit jaye
khuda mein fir daga kya hai
kaha jata nahi tumse tumhara mudda kya hai
kaha jata nahi

jale armaan unki raakh bhi
udkar kaha pahuncha
jale armaan unki raakh bhi
udkar kaha pahuncha
dile nadan ab viraniyo mein
dhundhta kya hai
kaha jata nahi tumse tumhara mudda kya hai
kaha jata nahi

Your words, a wall between us, a guarded plea,
Your purpose, unspoken, lost in you and me.
Our hearts, the question, the longing we confess.
Your purpose, unspoken, silent in distress.
Unspoken still.

If God exists, His name breathes through the earth,
If God exists, His echoes claim our worth.
But if the world should crumble, cease to be,
What treachery then exists for God to see?
Unspoken still.

The embers of desire, once burned so bright,
Their ashes scattered, lost to endless night.
My foolish heart, amidst this barren space,
What phantom joy now seeks in this desolate place?
Your purpose, unspoken, lost in endless space.
Unspoken still.