vo tere pyar ka gam ek bahana tha sanam
apni kismat hi kuch aisi thi ke dil tut gaya

ye na hota to koi dusara gam hona tha
mai to vo hu jise har haal me bas rona tha
muskurata bhi agar, to chhalak jati nazar
apni kismat hi kuch aisi thi ke dil tut gaya

varana kya baat hai tu koi sitamagar to nahi
tere sine me bhi dil hai koi patthar to nahi
tune dhaya hai sitam to yahi samjhege hum
apni kismat hi kuch aisi thi ke dil tut gaya
vo tere pyar ka ek bahana tha sanam

Your love's sorrow, a guise, a fleeting plea,
My fate, a shard, a broken decree.

Had it not been, another grief would bloom,
I am the one, condemned to mourn in gloom.
Even smiles, would spill tears down my face,
My fate, a shard, in this desolate space.

Else, what is it, you are no tyrant's hand,
A heart beats in your chest, not desert sand.
Though cruelty you dealt, this truth we'll bear,
My fate, a shard, beyond repair.
Your love's sorrow, a guise, a fleeting plea.