jine ki ek ada hai humko to ek nasha hai
bolo to wo kya hai
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling
jiske liye jina hai jiske liye marna hai
bolo to wo kya hai
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling
jine ki ek ada hai humko to ek nasha hai
bolo to wo kya hai
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling

ye hi hakikat ye hi sapna
yahi manjil yahi rasta apna
aankho me jo phirta hai
dil par jo likha hai bolo to wo kya hai
feeling ye feelingfeeling ye feeling
feeling ye feelingfeeling ye feeling
jine ki ek ada hai humko to ek nasha hai
bolo to wo kya hai
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling

ek ek deepak bujhte dekha
humne khud ko bikte dekha
honth hanse dil roya hai
kho ke jise na khoya hai bolo to wo kya hai
feeling ye feelingfeeling ye feeling
feeling ye feelingfeeling ye feeling
jine ki ek ada hai humko to ek nasha hai
bolo to wo kya hai
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling
feeling ye feeling feeling ye feeling

To live, a grace, a wine within,
Tell me, what is this, this thrum, this spin?
Feeling, this feeling, a tide that swells,
Feeling, this feeling, where the spirit dwells.

For what we live, for what we die,
Tell me, what is this, beneath the sky?
Feeling, this feeling, a pulse so deep,
Feeling, this feeling, secrets to keep.

To live, a grace, a wine within,
Tell me, what is this, this thrum, this spin?
Feeling, this feeling, a tide that swells,
Feeling, this feeling, where the spirit dwells.

This truth, this dream, the only quest,
The road we tread, within our breast.
That which dances in the eye's bright gleam,
Written on the heart, a silent stream,
Tell me, what is this, this echoing call?
Feeling, this feeling, embracing all.
Feeling, this feeling, let the answers fall.
For what we live, for what we die,
Tell me, what is this, beneath the sky?
Feeling, this feeling, a pulse so deep,
Feeling, this feeling, secrets to keep.

We've watched the lamps of hope expire,
Seen ourselves for sale, fueled by fire.
Smiles on lips, a weeping core,
What we've kept, and yet could not ignore,
Tell me, what is this, this burning fire?
Feeling, this feeling, lifting higher.
Feeling, this feeling, our deep desire.
For what we live, for what we die,
Tell me, what is this, beneath the sky?
Feeling, this feeling, a pulse so deep,
Feeling, this feeling, secrets to keep.