bas ek waqt ka khanjar, meri talaash me hai
bas ek waqt ka khanjar, meri talaash me hai
jo roj bhesh badal kar, meri talaash me hai
bas ek waqt ka khanjar, meri talaash me hai

main ek katra hu, mera alag wajud to hai
main ek katra hu, mera alag wajud to hai
hua kare jo samandar, meri talaash me hai
hua kare jo samandar, meri talaash me hai
jo roj bhesh badal kar, meri talaash me hai
bas ek waqt ka khanjar, meri talaash me hai

main dewtaa ki tarah, qaid apne mandir me
main dewtaa ki tarah, qaid apne mandir me
wo mere jism ke baahar, meri talaash me hai
wo mere jism ke baahar, meri talaash me hai
jo roj bhesh badal kar, meri talaash me hai
bas ek waqt ka khanjar, meri talaash me hai

main jiske haath me, ek phul deke aaya tha
main jiske haath me, ek phul deke aaya tha
usi ke haath ka patthar, meri talaash me hai
usi ke haath ka patthar, meri talaash me hai
jo roj bhesh badal kar, meri talaash me hai
bas ek waqt ka khanjar, meri talaash me hai

A dagger of time, it stalks my every breath,
A dagger of time, in pursuit of my death,
That shifts its disguise, in a masquerade of stealth,
A dagger of time, in pursuit of my death.

A droplet am I, with a singular grace,
A droplet am I, with a singular space,
Though oceans may swell, in this desolate place,
Though oceans may swell, in this desolate space,
That shifts its disguise, in a masquerade of stealth,
A dagger of time, in pursuit of my death.

Like a god in a shrine, forever confined,
Like a god in a shrine, forever entwined,
It seeks past my form, a truth undefined,
It seeks past my form, a truth left behind,
That shifts its disguise, in a masquerade of stealth,
A dagger of time, in pursuit of my death.

To the hand that I offered a bloom's gentle art,
To the hand that I offered a bloom's gentle heart,
Now the stone of that hand tears my soul all apart,
Now the stone of that hand tears my soul all apart,
That shifts its disguise, in a masquerade of stealth,
A dagger of time, in pursuit of my death.