qurbaton me bhi judaai ke jamane qurbaton me
hum naa hote to kisi our ke charche hote hain
hum naa hote to kisi our ke charche hote hain
filkate sahar to kahane ko fasane mange
filkate sahar to kahane ko fasane
filkate sahar to kahane ko fasane mange

yhi dil tha ki tarashta tha
mra sum ke liye yhi dil,yhi dil
yhi dil tha ki tarashta tha
mra sum ke liye ab yhi tarke talukk ke bahane mange
ab yhi tarke talukk ke bahane mange
ab yhi tarke talukk ke bahane mange
ab yhi tarke talukk ke bahane mange
qurbaton me bhi ,qurbaton me bhi
qurbaton me bhi ,qurbaton me bhi
ab yhi tarke talukk

apna ye haar ke ji haar chuke loot bhi chuke
apna ye haar,apna ye haar ji haar chuke loot bhi chuke
our mohobat yhi purane
jindgi gum tere daavo se rhe sirminda
jindgi jindgi jindgi jindgi
jindgi jindgi hum jindgi hum tere daavo se rhe sirminda
our tu hai ki sada aai na khanne mange
our tu hai ki sada aai na khanne mange
qurbaton me,qurbaton me,qurbaton me judaai ke jamane

dil kisi haal pe aane hi nahi jaan fraj
dil dil kisi haal pe aane hi nhi jaan fraj
jane fraj dil kisi haal pe aane hi nahi jaan frar
mil gye tum bhi to kiya our na jaane maange
mil gye tum bhi ti kiya our jane mange
dil vo vahr ke hone ko bahane mange
qurbaton me apna ye haal ke ji haar chuke loot bhi chuke
apna ye haal,apna ye haal,apna ye haal
apna ye haal ke ji haar chuke loot bhi chuke
our mohobat vhi andaaj purane mange
our mohobat vhi andaaj purane mange

qurbaton me bhi judaai ke jamane
mange
qurbaton me,jindgi jindgi jindgi jindgi
jindgi jindgi hum tere daavo se rhe sirminda
indgi hum jindgi jindgi jindgi
jindgi hum jindgi jindgi hum
tere daavo se rhe sirminda
our tu hai ki sada aai na khanne mange
dil vo vahr ke hone ko bahane mange
qurbaton me bhi judaai ke jamane mange
judaai ke jamane mange qurbaton me

Even in nearness, the era of separation calls,
Even in nearness.
Had we not been, other tales would be told.
Had we not been, other tales would be told.
The city's lament, demanding stories to speak,
The city's lament.
The city's lament, demanding stories to speak.

This very heart, that once yearned,
for the pain of union, this very heart.
This very heart, that once yearned,
for the pain of union, now seeks excuses to part.
Now seeks excuses to part.
Now seeks excuses to part.
Now seeks excuses to part.
Even in nearness, even in nearness, even in nearness,
Even in nearness.
Now seeks excuses to part.

Having lost, having lost, having lost, we've been plundered too,
Having lost.
And love, it demands the same old ways,
And love demands the same old ways.
And love the same old ways.
Life, from your claims, remains ashamed,
Life, life, life, life,
Life, life, we, life, we, from your claims remain ashamed.
And you, forever, demand more tears, and you, forever.
Demand more tears, even in nearness,
Even in nearness, even in nearness, in the era of separation.

The heart, Faraz, finds peace in no state,
The heart, the heart finds peace in no state,
Faraz, Faraz, the heart finds peace in no state.
Even when you’re found, it seeks something else,
Even when you’re found, it seeks something else.
The heart seeks excuses for a void to exist.
Even in nearness, this state, having lost, we’ve been plundered too,
This state, this state, this state.
This state, having lost, we’ve been plundered too,
And love, it demands the same old ways.
And love demands the same old ways.

Even in nearness, the era of separation calls,
Even in nearness.
Life, life, life, life, life.
Life, we, life, life, life,
Life, we, life, life, we, from your claims remain ashamed.
And you, forever, demand more tears.
The heart seeks excuses for a void to exist.
In the era of separation, the era of separation calls.
In nearness.