sunaun kisako afasana, na apana hai na begana
likha hai meri qismat me jahan ki thokare khana
sunaun

agar ye bhi nahi to phir, junun ki intihan kya hai
agar ye bhi nahi to phir, junun ki intihan kya hai
ke diwane bhi ab kahane lage hai, mujhako diwana
sunaun kisako afasana, na apana hai na begana
sunaun

bhari duniya me is dil ko, akela chhod ane wale
bhari duniya me is dil ko, akela chhod ane wale
tumhe gulashan mubarak ho mujhe mera ye virana
sunaun kisako afasana, na apana hai na begana
likha hai meri qismat me jahan ki thokare khana
sunaun

To whom shall I whisper my tale, to none mine, nor stranger's embrace,
For fate has scripted my path, to taste the world's harsh grace.
To whom shall I whisper...

And if this isn't madness, then what is its ultimate measure?
And if this isn't madness, then what is its ultimate measure?
For even the mad now whisper, *he is touched by the fever*.
To whom shall I whisper my tale, to none mine, nor stranger's embrace.
To whom shall I whisper...

In this world's bustling heart, you cast my soul adrift, bereft,
In this world's bustling heart, you cast my soul adrift, bereft,
May your gardens flourish, I embrace my solitary desert.
To whom shall I whisper my tale, to none mine, nor stranger's embrace,
For fate has scripted my path, to taste the world's harsh grace.
To whom shall I whisper...