dil ko tadapada aankho ko rona
qismat me likha barabad hona
o dene wale ye kya diya

mera chaman hai kaliyo se khali
ye kya kiya o duniya ke mali
phulo ka sapana kantho pe sona
haye kantho pe sona
o dene wale ye kya diya

dekh liya teri duniya ka mela
sabake hai sathi mera dil hai akela
mere liye hai rona hi rona
haye rona hi rona
o dene wale ye kya diya

The heart laments, the eyes they weep,
Fate's decree, a harvest to reap
Of ruin, waste, a life undone.
O Giver, what have you begun?

My garden bare, the blossoms fled,
What hand, O Gardener, has spread
This emptiness? A flowered dream
Now thorns enfold, a harsh extreme,
Ah, sleep on thorns, a painful bed.
O Giver, what have you said?

I've seen the world, its bustling show,
Each heart finds solace, but I know
My heart alone, bereft, forlorn,
For me, a sorrow to be born,
Ah, weeping only, ever so.
O Giver, where do sorrows go?