shahar ki raat aur main nashad-o-nakara phiru
jagmagaati jaagati, sadako pe aavaara phiru
ai gham-e-dil kya karu, ai vahashat-e-dil kya karu
kya karu, kya karu
ai gham-e-dil kya karu, ai vahashat-e-dil kya karu
kya karu, kya karu, ai gham-e-dil kya karu

ye rupahali chhanv ye aakash par taaro ka jaal
ye rupahali chhanv ye aakash par taaro ka jaal
jaise sufi ka tasavvur, jaise aashiq ka khayaal
aah lekin kaun samajhe, kaun jaane dil ka haal
ai gham-e-dil kya karu, ai vahashat-e-dil kya karu
kya karu, kya karu, ai gham-e-dil kya karu

raaste me ruk ke dam lu, ye meri aadat nahi
raaste me ruk ke dam lu, ye meri aadat nahi
laut kar vaapas chala jaau meri fitarat nahi
aur koi hamnava mil jaaye ye qismat nahi
ai gham-e-dil kya karu, ai vahashat-e-dil kya karu
kya karu, kya karu, ai gham-e-dil kya karu

The city's night, I, adrift and undone,
On bright, awake streets, a wanderer's run.
O, sorrow of heart, what shall I do,
O, madness of soul, what course pursue?
What shall I do, what shall I do?
O, sorrow of heart, what shall I do?

This silvered shade, a tapestry of stars above,
This silvered shade, a tapestry of stars above,
Like a Sufi's dream, a lover's deep love.
Alas, who understands, who knows the heart's trove?
O, sorrow of heart, what shall I do,
O, madness of soul, what course pursue?
What shall I do, what shall I do?
O, sorrow of heart, what shall I do?

To pause and rest, it isn't my way,
To pause and rest, it isn't my way,
To turn back, to retreat, I cannot obey.
To find a companion on my lonely sway,
O, sorrow of heart, what shall I do,
O, madness of soul, what course pursue?
What shall I do, what shall I do?
O, sorrow of heart, what shall I do?