sadma to hai mujhe bhi ke tujhse juda hu mai
sadma to hai mujhe bhi ke tujhse juda hu mai
lekin ye sonchta hu ke ab tera kyaa hu mai
sadma to hai mujhe bhi ke tujhse juda hu mai

bikhra pada hai tere hi ghar mein tera wajud
bikhra pada hai tere hi ghar mein tera wajud
bekaar mehfilon me tujhe dhudtaa hu mai
bekaar mehfilon me tujhe dhudtaa hu mai

kya jaane kis adaa se liya tune mera naam
kya jaane kis adaa se liya tune mera naam
duniya samajh rahi hai ke sab kuch tera hu mai
sadma to hai mujhe bhi ke tujhse juda hu mai

le mere tajurbo se sabak ae mere raqeeb
le mere tajurbo se sabak ae mere raqeeb
do chaar saal umr me tujhse bada hu mai
lekin ye sonchta hu ke ab tera kyaa hu mai
sadma to hai mujhe bhi ke tujhse juda hu mai

A wound it is, to know we're torn apart,
A wound it is, that you and I must part.
Yet, in this ache, a question takes its flight:
What am I now, bereft of your pure light?
A wound it is, that you and I must part.

Your essence scatters, echoes in this space,
Your essence scatters, filling every place.
I search for you in gatherings that fade,
In hollow halls, a love that's now betrayed.
Your essence scatters, filling every place.

What grace you used to speak my hidden name,
What grace you used to whisper through the flame.
The world believes that I am wholly yours,
A wound it is, that love’s harsh hand endures.
A wound it is, that you and I must part.

Take heed, my rival, learn from my despair,
Take heed, my rival, burdened by this care.
I'm older by some years, though time may flee,
Yet, in this ache, a question still for me:
What am I now, bereft of your decree?
A wound it is, that you and I must part.