roye ja bulbul, roye ja
tera nasiba phut gaya
tera nasiba phut gaya

phul khile to kaise khile
jab baag ka maali ruth gaya
tera nasiba phut gaya
tera nasiba phut gaya

dil ki khushi, hotho ki hansi
pal me bani aansu ki jhadi
dil ki khushi, hotho ki hansi
pal me bani aansu ki jhadi
ek hawa ke jhoke se
shisha gira aur tut gaya
tera nasiba phut gaya
tera nasiba phut gaya

chain nahi aaram nahi
jine ka arman nahi
chain nahi aaram nahi
jine ka arman nahi
naaz uthane wale ka jab
hath se daman chhut gaya
tera nasiba phut gaya
tera nasiba phut gaya
roye ja bulbul, roye ja
tera nasiba phut gaya
tera nasiba phut gaya

Weep on, nightingale, weep on,
your fate has shattered, torn.
Your fate has shattered, torn.

How can blossoms bloom and thrive,
when the gardener's heart is forlorn?
Your fate has shattered, torn.
Your fate has shattered, torn.

Joy of heart, smile on the lip,
in a breath become a torrent, a slip.
Joy of heart, smile on the lip,
in a breath become a torrent, a slip.
A gust of wind, a sudden plight,
the glass has fallen, broken in light.
Your fate has shattered, torn.
Your fate has shattered, torn.

No peace remains, no solace found,
desire for life nowhere around.
No peace remains, no solace found,
desire for life nowhere around.
When the hand that offered grace,
from your grasp, has now unbound.
Your fate has shattered, torn.
Your fate has shattered, torn.
Weep on, nightingale, weep on,
your fate has shattered, torn.
Your fate has shattered, torn.