ye log jo hijr mein deewar-o-dar ko dekhte hain
ye log jo hijr mein deewar-o-dar ko dekhte hain
kabhi sabaa ko kabhi namavar ko dekhte hain
kabhi sabaa ko

wo aaye ghar mein hamare
khuda ki kudrat hain
kabhi hum unko kabhi
apne ghar ko dekhte hain
kabhi hum unko kabhi
apne ghar ko dekhte hain
kabhi hum unko

najar lage na kahi najar lage na kahi
unke dast-o-baaju ko
ye log kyu mere
ye log kyu mere jakhm-e-jigar ko dekhte hain
ye log kyu mere jakhm-e-jigar ko dekhte hain
ye log kyu mere

We, in separation's shadowed hour, gaze,
At walls and doors, in memory's maze.
We watch the dawn wind, a whisper's flight,
And messengers of longing, day and night.

They came, a blessing, to our humble space,
A miracle, a touch of divine grace.
We look on them, in awe and sweet surprise,
Then at our home, with tear-filled eyes.

Lest a harsh glance should dim their radiant bloom,
We shield their hands, from sorrow's gloom.
Why do these eyes, with curious stare,
Observe the wounds that my heart does bear?
Why do these eyes?