rote rote yunhi raat gujar jati hai
rote rote yunhi din gujar jata hai
jaise koi farsh pe tut
ke sheesha bikhar jata hai
aise tuta hua dil apna nazar aata hai
rote rote yunhi raat gujar jati hai
rote rote yunhi din gujar jata hai

tumhari yaad aati hai
main kitni tut jaati hu
barasti hain meri aankhein
main bas aansu bahati hu
tum kisi aur ke ho ab
saha mujhse nahin jata
mujhe jo dard hota hai
kaha mujhse nahin jata
dheere dheere yunhi raat gujar jati hai
dheere dheere yunhi din gujar jata hai

ae mere dil bata kya bura kah diya
ae mere dil bata kya bura kah diya
bewafa ko agar bewafa kah diya
bewafa ko agar bewafa kah diya

The night dissolves in tears, a passing ghost,
The day departs, a tear-stained, fading coast.
Like shattered glass upon a cold, hard floor,
My broken heart, a fragment to deplore.
The night surrenders, weeping in the gloom,
The day retreats, consumed by silent tomb.

Your memory arrives, a wounding dart,
And I am broken, torn apart.
My eyes unleash a torrent, unrestrained,
A flood of tears, a sorrow unfeigned.
You belong to another, a cruel decree,
This weight of loss, it crushes me.
The pain I bear, a burden I conceal,
A wound so deep, its agony I feel.
Slowly, the night slips away unseen,
Slowly, the day fades, in between.

Oh, my heart, tell me, what wrong have I confessed?
Oh, my heart, tell me, what I have expressed?
If I called the faithless, by their truthful name,
If I called the faithless, in the flickering flame.