taqdeer ki gardish kya kam thi
taqdeer ki gardish kya kam thi
us par ye kayamat kar baithe
betabi-e-dil jab had se badhi
betabi-e-dil jab had se badhi
ghabrake mohabbat kar baithe
taqdeer ki gardish kya kam thi

aankho me chalakte hai aansu
dil chupke chupke rota hai
aankho me chalakte hai aasu
dil chupke chupke rota hai
dil chupke chupke rota hai
wo baat humare bas ki na thi
wo baat humare bas ki na thi
jis baat ki himmat kar baithe
taqdeer ki gardish kya kam thi

ghum hum ne khushi se mol liya
us par bhi hui ye nadani
ghum hum ne khushi se mol liya
us par bhi hui ye nadani
us par bhi hui ye nadani
jab dil ki ummede tut gayi
jab dil ki ummede tut gayi
kismat se shikayat kar baithe
taqdeer ki gardish kya kam thi
taqdeer ki gardish kya kam thi
us par ye kayamat kar baithe

The wheel of fate, a turning dread,
The wheel of fate, a turning dread,
Was pain enough, a bitter thread.
When heart's unrest swelled to its peak,
When heart's unrest swelled to its peak,
We loved, though fate's decree did speak.
The wheel of fate, a turning dread.

Tears well and spill within the gaze,
The heart in secret, mourns its days.
Tears well and spill within the gaze,
The heart in secret, mourns its days.
The heart in secret, mourns its days.
That which we sought, beyond our hand,
That which we sought, beyond our hand,
We grasped, defying fate's command.
The wheel of fate, a turning dread.

We bought the sorrow, joy's disguise,
And foolish error met our eyes.
We bought the sorrow, joy's disguise,
And foolish error met our eyes.
And foolish error met our eyes.
When hope's bright wings were torn apart,
When hope's bright wings were torn apart,
We cursed the stars that broke our heart.
The wheel of fate, a turning dread,
The wheel of fate, a turning dread,
Was pain enough, a bitter thread.