shabe ghum subah ho gayee rote rote
kati rat lekin kati rote rote

kyal aa gaya apni kismat kaa jis dam
toh dil ko hansi aa gayee rote rote

mohabbat ko andha kiya aansuo ne
kee jati rahee roshani rote rote

shama kee tarah apne dil kee lagee bhee
lagee hasate hasate bujhi rote rote

The night of sorrow yielded to dawn, weeping,
The long night passed, yet passed in weeping's keep.
A thought of fate, a shadow cast on me,
And then my heart found laughter, weeping deep.

Love, blinded by a deluge of tears,
Its light extinguished, lost to weeping's sweep.
Like a candle, my heart's own flame did burn,
Then laughed, and died, as it began to weep.