meri jaan meri jaan
meri jaan tu ye bata
meri jaan meri jaan
meri jaan tu ye bata
tujhse karu wafa ya khud se karu
meri jaan meri jaan
meri jaan tu ye bata
sang tere maru ya jiu apna junun
sache jhuthe wado se hona hai kya
hum ko nahi pata hai jab kal hoga kya
zindagi pe tera mera kisi ka na jor hai
hum sochte hai kuch
wo saali sochti kuch aur hai
ye zindagi ye saali zindagi
hum chahte yaha hai
saali jati kahi aur hai
lamhe aur lamho ke bich
tere mere mod hai
ye zindagi ye saali zindagi
meri jaan meri jaan
meri jaan tu ye bata
tujhse karu wafa ya khud se karu

fir ek raat hua itfaak
main thi tere saath pahlu me soi thi
khoya khoya sath khwabo wali raat
bani fir yaad pahlu me soi si jagi
subah ko zindagi nayi si mili
nayi nayi raaho par tujhe le udi
zindagi pe tera mera kisi ka na jor hai
hum sochte hai kuch
wo saali sochti kuch aur hai
ye zindagi ye saali zindagi
hum chahte yaha hai
saali jati kahi aur hai
lamhe aur lamho ke bich
tere mere mod hai
ye zindagi ye saali zindagi
meri jaan meri jaan
meri jaan tu ye bata
tujhse karu wafa ya khud se karu

sache jhuthe wado se hona hai kya
humko nahi pata hai jab kal hoga kya
meri jaan meri jaan
meri jaan tu ye bata
tujhse karu wafa ya khud se karu
meri jaan meri jaan
meri jaan tu ye bata
tujhse karu wafa ya khud se karu

My soul, my soul,
Tell me, my soul,
My soul, my soul,
Tell me, my soul,
Shall I be true to you, or to myself?
My soul, my soul,
Tell me, my soul,
Shall I die with you, or live my own desire?

What becomes of promises, false or true?
We do not know what tomorrow will bring.
Life holds no sway over you, over me, over anyone.
We think one thing,
But that bitch, she thinks another.
This life, this bitch of a life,
We desire here,
She goes somewhere else.
Between moments, and moments,
Are our crossroads.
This life, this bitch of a life.
My soul, my soul,
Tell me, my soul,
Shall I be true to you, or to myself?

Then, one night, a chance encounter,
I was with you, sleeping by your side.
Lost, lost, a night of dreams,
Then a memory, awake, by your side.
In the morning, a new life was found,
And carried you away on new paths.
Life holds no name of yours, mine, or anyone's.
We think one thing, and she thinks another.
This life, this bitch of a life,
We desire here,
She goes somewhere else.
Between moments, and moments,
Are our crossroads.
This life, this bitch of a life.
My soul, my soul,
Tell me, my soul,
Shall I be true to you, or to myself?

What becomes of promises, false or true?
We do not know what tomorrow will bring.
My soul, my soul,
Tell me, my soul,
Shall I be true to you, or to myself?
My soul, my soul,
Tell me, my soul,
Shall I be true to you, or to myself?