mera aaghaz shirin hai
mera aaghaz shirin hai
mujhe farhad kyun kehte hai
mera naam shirin hai

khushiyo ko lut kar yaha
dete hai gum nishaniya
kab tak rahengi pyar par
duniya ki meharbaniya
khushiyo ko lut kar yaha

raahe wafa me lut gaye
kitne dilo ke kafile
manzil pe aake aur bhi
badte rahe fasle
barbad ho ke rah gayi
arma bhari jawaniya
kab tak rahengi pyar par
duniya ki meharbaniyan
khushiyo ko lut kar yaha

kitni hi zindaganiya
rasmo pe ho gayi fida
do dil mile the pyar se
duniya ne kar diye juda
hote rahe yu hi sitam
banti rahi kahaniya
kab tak rahengi pyar par
duniya ki meharbaniyan
khushiyo ko lut kar yaha

jitne khushi ke khwab the
sab aansuon me dhal gaye
gulshan me rah gaya hai kya
tinke the char jal gaye
tha mera aanshiya kaha
milti nahi nishaniya
kab tak rahegi pyar par
duniya ki meharbaniya
khushiyo ko lut kar yaha

awaz de meri khuda
insaf hai kaha tera
jal jaega jaha tera
mit jaega nishan tera
fariyad ban gayi agar
ulfat ki bejubaniya
kab tak rahegi pyar par
duniya ki mehabaniya
khushiyo ko lut kar

My beginning is sweet,
My end is sweet,
Why do you call me Farhad?
My name is sweet.

They plunder joy here,
And leave behind sorrow's mark,
How long will the world's favors
Rest upon love's spark?
They plunder joy here.

In the path of loyalty, many
Caravans of hearts were lost,
Even at the destination,
The distances increased, at what cost?
Youth, filled with dreams,
Were left ruined, at their cost.
How long will the world's favors
Rest upon love's spark?
They plunder joy here.

So many lives
Have been sacrificed to customs,
Two hearts, joined in love,
The world tore them asunder, it was a must.
Cruelties continued, relentless,
And stories kept forming with a gust,
How long will the world's favors
Rest upon love's spark?
They plunder joy here.

All the dreams of happiness,
Melted into tears,
What remains in the garden now?
Only four embers, fueled by fears,
Where was my dwelling then?
Its traces disappear, time steers.
How long will the world's favors
Rest upon love's spark?
They plunder joy here.

Call out to me, my God,
Where is Your justice?
Your world will burn,
Your mark will be dismissed, it is a must.
If laments become the
Speechless laments of love, at what cost?
How long will the world's favors
Rest upon love's spark?
They plunder joy here.