kyun koi hai rota jaise khuda ho nahi
kyun koi zinda hai hota jeena yaha jab hai saza
mayoos dil hai yaha seene me jaise zakhm koi kyu

maa tera woh aanchal dhundenge hum kal yaado me
aa ab na kate hai sooni ye raahe bin tere
mayoos dil hai yaha seene me jaise zakhm koi kyu

jo dil ko sukoon de ya wo dua ho nahi
kyu koi hai rota jaise khuda ho nahi
mayoos dil hai yaha seene me jaise zakhm koi kyu

the hum alla ke bande ab na rahe insan bhi
alla alla

Why does one weep as if God is absent?
Why live when life here is but a sentence?
A heart despondent, a wound within the breast.

Mother, tomorrow we'll search for your embrace in memory's keep,
These barren paths stretch, unyielding, without you.
A heart despondent, a wound within the breast.

If solace for the heart, or a prayer, is unseen,
Why does one weep as if God is absent?
A heart despondent, a wound within the breast.

We were God's servants, now no longer even human.
Allah, Allah.