ye hai meri kahni khamosh jindgani
sannata kah raha hai
kyu jurm sah raha hai
ik dasta purani tanhai ki jubani
har jakham khil raha hai
kuch mujhse kah raha hai
chubhte kante yado ke daman se chunta hu
girti diwaro ke aachal me jinda hu
bas ye meri kahani benisha nishani

ik bar bah raha hai kuch mujhse kah raha hai
chubhte kante yado ke daman se chunta hu
girti diwaro ke aachal me jinda hu

ab na koi pas hai fir bhi ahsas hai
duhaiyo me uljhi padi jine ki ek aas hai
yado ka jungle ye dil kanto se jale tha ye dil
chubhte kate yado ke daman se chunta hu
girti diwaro ke aachal me jinda hu

This is my tale, a life of hushed refrain,
Silence whispers low, a mournful rain.
Why bear this crime, this burden deep?
An ancient story, secrets sleep.
Loneliness speaks, its voice a plea,
Each wound now blooms, revealing me.
The thorns of memory, from my garment I glean,
Beneath crumbling walls, I remain, unseen.
This is my story, a trace I leave behind.

One time it flows, a secret to tell,
The thorns of memory, from my garment I quell,
Beneath crumbling walls, where I dwell.

No solace near, yet feeling's claim,
In cries for help, a flicker of flame.
A jungle of memories, my heart ablaze,
The thorns of memory, through life's haze.
Beneath crumbling walls, in shadowed grace,