ye dunia thi dil ki jo hamne basayi
ye dunia hai dil ki jo hamne lutayi
ye dunia thi dil ki jo hamne basayi
ye dunia hai dil ki jo hamne lutayi
ye dunia thi dil ki jo hamne basayi

mohbbat ki pyasi hai phulo ki kaliya
mohbbat ki pyasi hai phulo ki kaliya
na maa ka ye angan na babu ki galiya
kaha ye chali hai kaha se ye aayi
ye kaisa milan hai ye kaisi vidayi
ye dunia ki najro se hamne bachai

ye ambar ki rahmat ye dharti ki tohmat
ye ambar ki rahmat ye dharti ki tohmat
gale se laga lu aachal me chhupa lu
khadi hai gairo se apni hi jai
jo biti hai dil pe juba pe na aayi
ye dunia hai dil ki jo hamne lutayi
ye dunia thi dil ki jo hamne basayi
ye dunia thi dil ki jo hamne basayi

This world, once heart's own bloom, we did create,
This world, now heart's betrayal, sealed by fate.
This world, once heart's own bloom, we did create,
This world, now heart's betrayal, sealed by fate.
This world, once heart's own bloom, we did create.

Love's thirst, the buds of flowers now impart,
Love's thirst, the buds of flowers now impart,
No mother's hearth, no father's street to start,
Where journeys end, where did this soul depart?
What meeting's this? What tearful parting's art?
This world, from watchful eyes, we kept apart.

Heaven's grace, and Earth's accusing plea,
Heaven's grace, and Earth's accusing plea,
To hold it close, in my embrace to be,
To hide it safe, where none can ever see.
She stands, a stranger, victory her decree,
The heart's deep wounds, unspoken misery.
This world, now heart's betrayal, sealed by fate,
This world, once heart's own bloom, we did create,
This world, once heart's own bloom, we did create.