aaj bichhade hain, aaj bichhade hain
kal ka dar bhi nahi
jindagi itni mukhtasar bhi nahi
aaj bichhade hain
aaj bichhade hain, aaj bichade hain
kal ka dar bhi nahi
jindagi itni mukhtasar bhi nahi
aaj bichhade hain

jakhm dikhte nahi abhi lekin
thande honge to dard niklega
aesh utrega wakt ka jab bhi
chehra andar se jard nikalega
aaj bichade hain, aaj bichade hain
kal ka dar bhi nahi
jindagi itni mukhtasar bhi nahi
aaj bichade hain

kahne waalo ka kuch nahi jaata
sahne waale kamaal karte hain
kaun dhundhe jawaab dardon ke
log to bas sawaal karte hain
aaj bichade hain, aaj bichade hain
kal ka dar bhi nahin
jindagi itni mukhtasar bhi nahi
aaj bichade hain

kal jo aayega jaane kya hoga
kal jo aayega jaane kya hoga
beet jaaye jo kal nahin aate
waqt ki shaakh todne waalo
tooti shaakhon pe fal nahi aate
aaj bichade hain, aaj bichade hain
kal ka dar bhi nahin
jindagi itni mukhtasar bhi nahin
aaj bichade hain

kachchi mitti hain, dil bhi insaan bhi
dekhne hi mein sakht lagata hain
aansoo poche to aasuon ke nishaan
khushk hone mein wakt lagata hain
aaj bichade hain, aaj bichade hain
kal ka dar bhi nahin
jindagi itni mukhtasar bhi nahin
aaj bichade hain, aaj bichade hain
aaj bichade hain

Separated today, parted today,
No pathway to tomorrow's door.
Life's tapestry, it holds us yet,
Not so brief as we implore.
Separated today, parted today,
No pathway to tomorrow's door.
Life's tapestry, it holds us yet,
Not so brief as we implore.

Wounds unseen, they yet reside,
As chilling winds begin to blow.
When fleeting joys begin to fade,
A pallid face the soul will show.
Separated today, parted today,
No pathway to tomorrow's door.
Life's tapestry, it holds us yet,
Not so brief as we implore.

The talkers speak, untouched, serene,
The sufferers bear a silent grace.
Who seeks the answers to the pain?
They only pose the questioning face.
Separated today, parted today,
No pathway to tomorrow's door.
Life's tapestry, it holds us yet,
Not so brief as we implore.

What tomorrow holds, we cannot know,
What tomorrow brings, remains unknown.
The yesterdays, they cannot come,
The broken branches bear no fruit.
Separated today, parted today,
No pathway to tomorrow's door.
Life's tapestry, it holds us yet,
Not so brief as we implore.

Our hearts, like clay, both fragile, frail,
Appear so strong to the judging eye.
Tears, once wiped, leave their soft trails,
To dry, they take their time to sigh.
Separated today, parted today,
No pathway to tomorrow's door.
Life's tapestry, it holds us yet,
Not so brief as we implore.
Separated today, parted today,
Parted today.