kuch raste manzilo ko chhu ke mud jaate hai
kuch naate judte judte hi tut jaate hai
hairaani hoti hai aankhe jo roti hai
hairaani hoti hai aankhe jo roti hai

iss shehar me humsafar hai chhuta
dil jigar bhi khud se kyun hai rutha
mere pyaar ke mahal ka har ik kaanch tuta
sacha tera khuda to kya pyaar mera jhutha
kyun mitaate mitate nahi hai yeh pal
kyun aaj me qaid hai mera kal
hairaani hoti hai aankhe jo roti hai
hairaani hoti hai aankhe jo roti hai

tadpati hai teri baate aur yaade teri rulaati hai
dil rote rote rukta hai to ruh bikhar si jaati hai
tadpati hai teri baate aur yaade teri rulaati hai
dil rote rote rukta hai to ruh bikhar si jaati hai
ab kis se ruthe aur kise hum ab manaye
baithe un yaado ko man hi man me dohraaye
hairaani hoti hai aankhe jo roti hai
hairaani hoti hai aankhe jo roti hai, hairaani

Some paths, near the journey's end, diverge,
Some bonds, as they knit, abruptly surge
And then, they shatter, a cruel, bewildering ache,
Aching eyes, in their weeping, break.

In this city, companions strayed apart,
My heart, my very soul, from itself, did depart.
Each pane of love's palace now lies in shards,
If your God is true, then was my love, ill-starred?
Why won't these moments fade, this burning pain?
Why is my tomorrow, in today, enchained?
Aching eyes, in their weeping, remain.
Aching eyes, in their weeping, still rain.

Your words torment, your memories now weep,
The heart, as it cries, falters, its rhythm deep,
And the soul, in pieces, begins to seep.
Your words torment, your memories now weep,
The heart, as it cries, falters, its rhythm deep,
And the soul, in pieces, begins to seep.
Whom to chide now, and whom to appease?
Lost in echoes, of memories and unease.
Aching eyes, in their weeping, appease.
Aching eyes, in their weeping, release.
Aching.