aankho pe bharosa mat kar duniya jadu ka khel hai
har cheej yaha ek dhokha har bat yaha bemail hai
aankho pe bharosa mat kar duniya jadu ka khel hai
har cheej yaha ek dhokha har bat yaha bemail hai
o matvale hasle gaale le jine ka maja
is duniya ki bheed me tu meri tarah nanha ban ja
o matvale hasle gaale le jine ka maja
is duniya ki bheed me tu meri tarah nanha ban ja
aankho pe bharosa mat kar duniya jadu ka khel hai
har cheej yaha ek dhokha har bat yaha bemail hai

kahne ko to sab kahte hai is baat me kya rakha hai
par ye to koi batlaye kya jhutha hai kya sacha hai
kahne ko to sab kahte hai is baat me kya rakha hai
par ye to koi batlaye kya jhutha hai kya sacha hai
ham divane bas ye jane jo kuch hai so acha hai
ham divane bas ye jane jo kuch hai so acha hai
aankho pe bharosa mat kar duniya jadu ka khel hai
har cheej yaha ek dhokha har bat yaha bemail hai

is rah ke ham sab rahi pahchan hai ye pal bhar ki
kal ko juda kar degi hamko lahar is jivan ki
is rah ke ham sab rahi pahchan hai ye pal bhar ki
kal ko juda kar degi hamko lahar is jivan ki
jine wale ji bahlale kal sochenge ham kal ki
jine wale ji bahlale kal sochenge ham kal ki
aankho pe bharosa mat kar duniya jadu ka khel hai
har cheej yaha ek dhokha har bat yaha bemail hai
o matvale hasle gaale le jine ka maja
is duniya ki bheed me tu meri tarah nanha ban ja
aankho pe bharosa mat kar duniya jadu ka khel hai
har cheej yaha ek dhokha har bat yaha bemail hai
aankho pe bharosa mat kar

Do not trust the eyes, the world's a sorcerer's game,
Each thing a trick, each word a discordant flame.
Do not trust the eyes, the world's a sorcerer's game,
Each thing a trick, each word a discordant flame.
Oh, madcap, laugh and sing, embrace life's sweet art,
In this world's throng, become small like me, a beating heart.
Oh, madcap, laugh and sing, embrace life's sweet art,
In this world's throng, become small like me, a beating heart.
Do not trust the eyes, the world's a sorcerer's game,
Each thing a trick, each word a discordant flame.

They all declare, "What worth in this can be?"
But who will tell us what is false, and what is free?
They all declare, "What worth in this can be?"
But who will tell us what is false, and what is free?
We mad ones know only, whatever is, is good to see,
We mad ones know only, whatever is, is good to see.
Do not trust the eyes, the world's a sorcerer's game,
Each thing a trick, each word a discordant flame.

We are travelers on this road, a fleeting trace,
Tomorrow's wave will separate us from this space.
We are travelers on this road, a fleeting trace,
Tomorrow's wave will separate us from this space.
Let the living find joy, we'll ponder tomorrow's grace,
Let the living find joy, we'll ponder tomorrow's grace.
Do not trust the eyes, the world's a sorcerer's game,
Each thing a trick, each word a discordant flame.
Oh, madcap, laugh and sing, embrace life's sweet art,
In this world's throng, become small like me, a beating heart.
Do not trust the eyes, the world's a sorcerer's game,
Each thing a trick, each word a discordant flame.
Do not trust the eyes.