ye khuda na janu wo khuda
yaar hi mera to hai khuda
ye khuda na janu wo khuda
yaar hi mera to hai khuda
deewane chalte hai girte sambhalte hai
hai phir bhi sab se juda
ye khuda na janu wo khuda
yaar hi mera to hai khuda
deewane chalte hai girte sambhalte hai
hai phir bhi sab se juda

bita kal tha ab jane de na
kal bhi kal hai wo aane de na
bita jo kal tha wo ab jane de na
kal bhi to kal hai jo wo aane de na
aane wale kal ke us kal ke har pal ke
aankho me sapne saja
ye khuda na janu wo khuda
yaar hi mera to hai khuda

kehti duniya hamse hamesha
darte rehna gam se hamesha
kehti hai duniya jo ham na karenge
gam se kya darna hai ham na darenge
yaaro ka wo yaar yaari me jo yaar
de jaan haske luta
ye khuda na janu wo khuda
yaar hi mera to hai khuda
deewane chalte hai girte sambhalte hai
hai phir bhi sab se juda

God of this world, or a God unseen,
My Beloved, that's where my God has been.
God of this world, or a God unseen,
My Beloved, that's where my God has been.
The mad ones, they stumble, they rise and they fall,
Yet stand apart, embracing one and all.
God of this world, or a God unseen,
My Beloved, that's where my God has been.
The mad ones, they stumble, they rise and they fall,
Yet stand apart, embracing one and all.

Let yesterday fade, let its memory cease,
And tomorrow, too, find its own release.
Let yesterday fade, let its memory cease,
Tomorrow, tomorrow, allow it peace.
In the coming tomorrow, with each fleeting hour,
Dreams bloom in the eyes, in vibrant power.
God of this world, or a God unseen,
My Beloved, that's where my God has been.

The world whispers warnings, a constant refrain,
Fear always the sorrow, the hurt and the pain.
The world speaks its truths, we choose to defy,
Why fear grief's embrace? We will not comply.
The friend of the friends, in true fellowship's art,
Will give up their life, a joyous start.
God of this world, or a God unseen,
My Beloved, that's where my God has been.
The mad ones, they stumble, they rise and they fall,
Yet stand apart, embracing one and all.