hai bas ki har ek unake ishaare me nishaan aur
karate hai muhabbat to guzarataa hai gumaan aur

yaa rab vo na samajhe hai na samajhege meri baat
de aur bhi dil inako jo na de mujhako zubaan aur

tum shahar me ho to hame kyaa gam jab uthege
le aaege baazaar se jaakar dil-o-jaan aur

hai aur bhi duniyaa me sukhanavaar bahut achchhe
kahate hai ki gaalib kaa hai adaaz-e-bayaan aur

In every glance of hers, a hidden sign,
Love's touch, a phantom, fleeting, intertwined.

Oh, Lord, she comprehends me not, nor will,
Grant them more hearts, hearts that my tongue can't fill.

If you are in the city, what care we?
We'll fetch our hearts and souls from the market, free.

The world holds singers, voices sweet and true,
But Ghalib's art, a different song rings through.

The world holds singers, voices sweet and true,
But Ghalib's art, a different song rings through.