mujse puchte kya ho zindgi ke baare me
mujse puchte kya ho zindgi ke baare me
ajnabi bataye kya ajnabi ke baare me
mujse puchte kya ho zindgi ke baare me
ajnabi bataye kya ajnabi ke baare me
mujse puchte kya ho zindgi ke baare me

gair ko bura kah dun gair to nahi aisa
gair ko bura kah dun gair to nahi aisa
gair ko bura kah dun gair to nahi aisa
aap hi se hi shikwa hai aap hi ke baare me
aap hi se hi shikwa hai aap hi ke baare mein
ajnabi bataye kya ajnabi ke baare me
mujse puchte kya ho zindgi ke baare me

bewafa kaha aksar aapne mujhe lekin
bewafa kaha aksar aapne mujhe lekin
bewafa kaha aksar aapne mujhe lekin
bewafa kaha aksar aapne mujhe lekin
Is tarah nahi kehte har kisi ke baare me
Is tarah nahi kehte har kisi ke baare me
ajnabi bataye kya ajnabi ke baare me
mujse puchte kya ho zindgi ke baare me

yeh gareeb logo ke ghar se door rehti hai
yeh gareeb logo ke ghar se door rehti hai
yeh gareeb logo ke ghar se door rehti hai
tazurbaa hai mera chandani ke baare me
tazurbaa hai mera chandani ke baare me
ajnabi bataye kya ajnabi ke baare me
mujse puchte kya ho zindgi ke baare me
mujse puchte kya ho zindgi ke baare me

You ask of life, what do you ask of me?
A stranger, how to speak of mystery?
You ask of life, what do you ask of me?
A stranger, how to speak of mystery?
You ask of life, what do you ask of me?

To call another foul, that is not true,
To call another foul, that is not true,
To call another foul, that is not true,
My grievance lies with you, and only you.
My grievance lies with you, and only you.
A stranger, how to speak of mystery?
You ask of life, what do you ask of me?

You call me faithless, often you have said,
You call me faithless, often you have said,
You call me faithless, often you have said,
You call me faithless, often you have said,
Such words are not for all the living dead.
Such words are not for all the living dead.
A stranger, how to speak of mystery?
You ask of life, what do you ask of me?

From humble homes, it keeps its distant grace,
From humble homes, it keeps its distant grace,
From humble homes, it keeps its distant grace,
My own experience of moonlit space.
My own experience of moonlit space.
A stranger, how to speak of mystery?
You ask of life, what do you ask of me?
You ask of life, what do you ask of me?