ek nagma ek tara
ek nagma ek tara, ek guncha ek jaam
ek nagma ek tara, ek guncha ek jaam
ae gam-e-daura gam-e-daura tujhe mera salaam
ek nagma ek tara, ek guncha ek jaam

julf aawara gareba chak ghabrai najar
julf aawara gareba chak ghabrai najar
in dino ye hai jahan me zindgani ka nizaam
in dino ye hai jahan me zindgani ka nizaam
ae gam-e-daura gam-e-daura tujhe mera salaam
ek nagma ek tara, ek guncha ek jaam

chand taare tut kar daman me mere aa gire
chand taare tut kar daman me mere aa gire
maine puchha tha sitaro se tere gam ka makam
maine puchha tha sitaro se tere gam ka makam
ae gam-e-daura gam-e-daura tujhe mera salaam
ek nagma ek tara, ek guncha ek jaam

pad gayi pairahane subah-e-chaman par salwate
pad gayi pairahane subah-e-chaman par salwate
yaad aa kar rah gayi hai bekhudi ki ek sham
yaad aa kar rah gayi hai bekhudi ki ek sham
ae gam-e-daura gam-e-daura tujhe mera salaam
ek nagma ek tara, ek guncha ek jaam

teri ismat ho ke ho mere hunar ki chandni
teri ismat ho ke ho mere hunar ki chandni
waqt ke bazaar me har chiz ke lagte hai daam
waqt ke bazaar me har chiz ke lagte hai daam
ae gam-e-daura gam-e-daura tujhe mera salaam
ek nagma ek tara, ek guncha ek jaam
ae gam-e-daura gam-e-daura tujhe mera salaam
ek nagma ek tara, ek guncha ek jaam

A song, a star,
a bud, a brimming cup,
A song, a star, a bud, a brimming cup,
O grief of time, to you my humbled salutation.
A song, a star, a bud, a brimming cup.

Tresses unbound, a torn collar, eyes in dread,
Tresses unbound, a torn collar, eyes in dread,
This is the order of life in these days,
This is the order of life in these days.
O grief of time, to you my humbled salutation.
A song, a star, a bud, a brimming cup.

A few stars, shattered, fell into my lap,
A few stars, shattered, fell into my lap,
I asked the stars the station of your sorrow,
I asked the stars the station of your sorrow.
O grief of time, to you my humbled salutation.
A song, a star, a bud, a brimming cup.

Creases fell upon the dawn's robe,
Creases fell upon the dawn's robe,
A daze of an evening, remains in memory,
A daze of an evening, remains in memory.
O grief of time, to you my humbled salutation.
A song, a star, a bud, a brimming cup.

Be it your chastity, or my skill's moonlight,
Be it your chastity, or my skill's moonlight,
In the market of time, all things have their price,
In the market of time, all things have their price.
O grief of time, to you my humbled salutation.
A song, a star, a bud, a brimming cup.
O grief of time, to you my humbled salutation.
A song, a star, a bud, a brimming cup.