bas ke duswar hai har kaam ka aasan hona
aadmi ko bhi maysar nahi insaan hona
ghar humara jo na rote bhi to wiran hota
pehar agar pehar na hota to bhi aabad hota
hasarate katl raahe dariya mein fana ho jana
dard ka had se gujrna dawa ho jana
dard unse kaise dawa na huaa
main na achha huaa bura na huaa

itne mariyam huaa kare koi
mere dukh ki dawa kare koi
mere dukh ki dawa kare koi
bak raha hu junun mein kya kya kuch
bak raha hu junun mein kya kya kuch
kuch na samjhe khuda kare koi
kuch na samjhe khuda kare koi
kuch na samjhe khuda kare ko

To ease each task, a burden too immense,
For mortal flesh, to find its human sense.

Our dwelling, even tears could not defile,
A desert still, where moments cease to smile.

To drown desires, in rivers' final breath,
For pain to pass, and find its cure in death.

How could their touch, not mend the wounds I bear?
I found no solace, fell not in despair.

Let someone be a Mary, pure of heart,
To heal the wounds that tear my soul apart.
To heal the wounds that tear my soul apart.

Lost in madness, whispers fill the night,
Lost in madness, veiled from the fading light.
Let none comprehend, if God should so impart,
Let none comprehend, and tear my soul apart.
Let none comprehend, and tear my soul apart.