shahar ki rato mein nashad aur nakara firu
jagmagati jaagti sadko pe awara firu

ae gam-e-dil kya karun
ae vahashat-e-dil kya karun
kya karun, kya karun
ae gam-e-dil kya karun
ae vahashat-e-dil kya karun
kya karun, kya karun
ae gam-e-dil kya karun

ye rupahali chhanv ye akash par taro ka jaal
ye rupahali chhanv ye akash par taro ka jaal
jaise sufi ka tasavvur, jaise ashiq ka khayal
aah lekin kaun samjhe, kaun jane dil ka hal
ae gam-e-dil kya karun
ae vahashat-e-dil kya karun
kya karun, kya karun
ae gam-e-dil kya karun

raste me ruk ke dam lu ye meri aadat nahi
raste me ruk ke dam lu ye meri aadat nahi
laut kar vapas chala jaau meri fitrat nahi
aur koi hamnava mil jaye ye kismat nahi
ae gam-e-dil kya karun
ae vahashat-e-dil kya karun
kya karun, kya karun
ae gam-e-dil kya karun

ae gam-e-dil kya karun main
ae vahashat-e-dil kya karun main
kya karun main, kya karun main
ae gam-e-dil kya karun main
ae vahashat-e-dil kya karun main
kya karun main, kya karun main
ae gam-e-dil kya karun

mujhko kismat ne banaya gadle pani ka kaval
khak me mil mil gaye sab arazuo ke mahal
kya khabar thi yu meri taqdeer jayegi badal
ae gam-e-dil kya karun main
vahashat-e-dil kya karun main
kya karun main, kya karun main
ae gam-e-dil kya karun main

ruthne vale kisi majabur se ruthega kya
jis tarah qismat ne luta yu koi lutega kya
ae mere tute hue dil aur tu tutega kya
ae gam-e-dil kya karun main
ae vahashat-e-dil kya karun main
kya karun main, kya karun main
ae gam-e-dil kya karun main

In city nights, lost, adrift, I roam,
A vagrant soul on streets of neon bloom.
O grief of heart, what shall I do?
O madness of the soul, what shall I pursue?
What can I do, what can I do?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?
O madness of the soul, what shall I pursue?
What can I do, what can I do?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?

This silver shade, a tapestry of stars above,
This silver shade, a tapestry of stars above,
Like a Sufi's dream, a lover's endless love.
Ah, but who will understand, who will know the heart's trove?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?
O madness of the soul, what shall I pursue?
What can I do, what can I do?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?
To pause and breathe upon the road, is not my way,
To pause and breathe upon the road, is not my way,
To turn back, to retreat, is not my day.
To find a kindred spirit, is not my play.
O grief of heart, what shall I do?
O madness of the soul, what shall I pursue?
What can I do, what can I do?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?

O grief of heart, what shall I do?
O madness of the soul, what shall I pursue?
What can I do, what can I do?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?
O madness of the soul, what shall I pursue?
What can I do, what can I do?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?
Fate has made me a lotus in muddy stream,
Dust has swallowed all castles of dream.
Who knew my destiny would so gleam?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?
O madness of the soul, what shall I pursue?
What can I do, what can I do?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?

The one who leaves, a helpless soul will turn,
As fate has robbed, how else will one burn?
O my broken heart, will you further churn?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?
O madness of the soul, what shall I pursue?
What can I do, what can I do?
O grief of heart, what shall I do?