aman ka farishta kaha ja raha hai
chaman ro raha hai machi hai duhayi
chaman ro raha hai machi hai duhayi
aman ka farishta kaha ja raha hai
chaman ro raha hai machi hai duhayi
chaman ro raha hai machi hai duhayi

kiya kam aisa ki halchal macha di
ye duniya jahanum thi jannat bana di
ye duniya jahanum thi jannat bana di
khichi aa rahi hai sari khudai
chaman ro raha machi hai duhayi
chaman ro raha machi hai duhayi

na ujade gi dunia kisi bhi dulhan ki
na roye gi rakhi kisi bhi behan ki
na roye gi rakhi kisi bhi behan ki
bahut der jaga tha soya hua hai
aman ke khyalo me khoya hua hai
ye kaisi mohabbat ye kaisi judai
chaman ro raha machi hai duhayi
chaman ro raha machi hai duhayi

ye jiwan ki manzil pe chuta hai hamse
koi to manao ye rutha hai hamse
koi to manao ye rutha hai hamse
nazar mere babu ko kisne lagai
chaman ro raha machi hai duhayi
chaman ro raha machi hai duhayi
aman ka farishta kaha ja raha hai
chaman ro raha hai machi hai duhayi
chaman ro raha hai machi hai duhayi

They call him now, an angel of peace,
Yet the garden weeps, a desperate release.
The garden weeps, a desperate release.
They call him now, an angel of peace,
Yet the garden weeps, a desperate release.
The garden weeps, a desperate release.

Such deeds he wrought, a world upended,
This hellish earth, to paradise ascended.
This hellish earth, to paradise ascended.
The whole of creation, drawn to his side,
Yet the garden weeps, a desperate release.
The garden weeps, a desperate release.

No more shall worlds of brides be undone,
No sister's rakhi, left to the sun.
No sister's rakhi, left to the sun.
Awake too long, now slumbering deep,
Lost in the dreams of peace, asleep.
Whose love is this? Whose farewell sigh?
Yet the garden weeps, a desperate release.
The garden weeps, a desperate release.

At life's final station, he's left our embrace,
As though he is angered, has turned his face.
As though he is angered, has turned his face.
Who cast a spell on my dearest one?
Yet the garden weeps, a desperate release.
The garden weeps, a desperate release.
They call him now, an angel of peace,
Yet the garden weeps, a desperate release.
The garden weeps, a desperate release.