kiske shaano pe wo ashko ko bahaata hoga
kiske shaano pe wo ashko ko bahaata hoga
baad me re wo kahan sham bitaata hoga
kiske shaano pe wo ashko ko bahaata hoga
baad me re wo kahan sham bitaata hoga
kiske shaano pe wo ashko ko bahaata hoga

jiski ankhon me sada chand raha karta tha
jiski ankhon me sada chand raha karta tha
kaun se dilse charaabo ko jalaata hoga
kiske shaano pe wo ashko ko bahaata hoga
log jab puchte honge mere baare me to phir
log jab puchte honge mere baare me to phir
kaise kaise wo bahaane naa banaata hoga
kiske shaano pe wo ashko ko bahaata hoga

jisne suraj ke siva kuch nahi dekha usko
jisne suraj ke siva kuch nahi dekha usko
raasta kaun andhero me dikhata hoga
kiske shaano pe wo ashko ko bahaata hoga
baad me re wo kahan sham bitaata hoga
kiske shaano pe wo ashko ko bahaata hoga

Upon whose shoulders does he weep his tears?
Upon whose shoulders does he weep, again?
Where does his evening find its closing years?
Upon whose shoulders does he weep, my friend?

Whose eyes once held the moon's perpetual gleam?
From what lost heart does he now spark his pain?
Upon whose shoulders does he pour his stream?
When they inquire, and ask about my name,

What stories does he weave, to hide the truth?
Upon whose shoulders does he weep, the same?
He, who saw only sun, in radiant youth,
Through which dark paths does he now find his aim?
Upon whose shoulders does he weep, again?
Where does his evening find its closing years?
Upon whose shoulders does he weep, my friend?