ghareeb jaan ke
ghareeb jaan ke ham ko na tum mita dena
tumhi ne dard diya
tumhi ne dard diya hai tumhi dawaa dena
ghareeb jaan ke

lagi hai chot kaleje pe umar bhar ke liye
lagi hai chot kaleje pe umar bhar ke liye
tadap rahe hain muhabbat mein ik nazar ke liye
nazar milake
nazar milaake muhabbat se muskura dena
tumhi ne dard diyaa hai tumhi dawaa denaa
ghareeb jaan ke

jahan mein aur hamara kahan thikana hai
jahan mein aur hamara kahan thikana hai
tumhaare dar se kahaan uthke hamko jaana hai
jo ho sake to
jo ho sake to muqaddar mera jagaa denaa
tumhi ne dard diyaa hai tumhi dawaa denaa
ghareeb jaan ke

milaa qaraar na dil ko kisi bahane se
milaa qaraar na dil ko kisi bahane se
tumhari aas lagaaye hain ik zamane se
kabhi to apni
kabhi to apni muhabbat ka aasraa denaa
tumhi ne dard diyaa hai tumhi dawaa denaa
ghareeb jaan ke

nazar tumhari mere dil ki baat kahti hai
nazar tumhari mere dil ki baat kahti hai
tumhari yaad to din raat saath rahti hai
tumhari yaad ko
tumhari yaad ko mushqil hai ab bhula dena
tumhi ne dard diya hai tumhi dawaa dena
tumhi ne dard diya

milega kya jo ye duniya hamen sataayegi
milega kya jo ye duniya hamen sataayegi
tumhaare bin to hamen maut bhi na aayegi
kisi ke pyaar ko
kisi ke pyaar ko aasaan nahin mita dena
tumhi ne dard diya hai tumhi dawaa dena
ghareeb jaan ke

Deem us poor,
and yet, do not erase our trace.
You, you alone, dealt the wound,
you alone, must now embrace,
deem us poor.

A wound, a scar, for all our days,
a wound that bleeds, in endless maze.
We yearn and yearn, for love's sweet gaze,
a single glance, to light our ways.
With eyes that meet,
with love's own smile, to grace,
You, you alone, dealt the wound,
you alone, must now embrace,
deem us poor.

Where, in this world, do we belong?
Where, but at your feet, our silent song?
From your door, we cannot stray,
Awake our fate, this very day.
If you would only,
if you would only, our destiny trace,
You, you alone, dealt the wound,
you alone, must now embrace,
deem us poor.

Peace eludes, in every guise,
we turn to you, with hopeful eyes.
Our hope, our solace, in this age,
Grant us shelter, on life's stage.
Sometime then,
sometime then, your love to embrace,
You, you alone, dealt the wound,
you alone, must now embrace,
deem us poor.

Your gaze, it speaks, to my heart's core,
your memory, forevermore.
Your remembrance, our constant guide,
to forget you now, we cannot abide.
To erase your memory,
to erase your memory, now beyond our chase,
You, you alone, dealt the wound,
you alone, must now embrace,
deem us poor.

What gain, if this world should scorn?
Without your love, we'd be forlorn,
For death itself, would not arrive,
Without your love, we could not thrive.
To erase love from some soul,
To erase love from some soul, is a race,
You, you alone, dealt the wound,
you alone, must now embrace,
deem us poor.