samne hai jo use log bura kehte hai
samne hai jo use log bura kehte hai
jisko dekha hi nahi usko khuda kehte hai
jisko dekha hi nahi usko khuda kehte hai

zindagi ko bhi sila kahte hai kahne wale
indagi ko bhi sila kahte hai kahne wale
jine wale to gunaaho ki saza kahte hai
jisko dekha hi nahi usko khuda kehte hai

faasle umr ke kuch aur badha deti hai
faasle umr ke kuch aur badha deti hai
jaane kyon log use phir bhi dawa kehte hai
jisko dekha hi nahi usko khuda kehte hai

chand masoom se patto ka lahu hai fakir
chand masoom se patto ka lahu hai fakir
jisko mehboob ke haathon ki hina kehte hai
jisko dekha hi nahi usko khuda kehte hai
jisko dekha hi nahi usko khuda kehte hai

They call the seen a curse, a plight, a woe,
They call the unseen, God, the sacred glow.
They call the unseen, God, the sacred glow.

They call this life a prize, a recompense,
They, who speak, but the living call it offense.
They call the unseen, God, the sacred glow.

The years that pass, they lengthen all the space,
And yet, they call it healing, in this race.
They call the unseen, God, the sacred glow.

A few frail leaves, their crimson, falling slow,
The lovers' hands, they call henna's embrace, you know.
They call the unseen, God, the sacred glow.
They call the unseen, God, the sacred glow.