zamaane kaa dastur hai ye puraanaa
zamaane kaa dastur hai ye puraanaa
mitaa kar banaanaa banaa kar mitaanaa
mitaa kar banaanaa banaa kar mitaanaa
zamaane kaa dastur hai ye puraanaa

vafaa kyaa yahi hai jafaa karane vaale
vafaa kyaa yahi hai jafaa karane vaale
nigaahe milaa kar nigaahe churaanaa
nigaahe milaa kar nigaahe churaanaa
zamaane kaa dastur hai ye puraanaa

muhabbat kaa ajaam zaahir thaa ham par
muhabbat kaa ajaam zaahir thaa ham par
bahut hamane rokaa magar dil na maanaa
bahut hamane rokaa magar dil na maanaa
zamaane kaa dastur hai ye puraanaa

koi aasamaan se zaraa ye to puchhe
koi aasamaan se zaraa ye to puchhe
milaa kyaa jalaa kar meraa aashiyaanaa
milaa kyaa jalaa kar meraa aashiyaanaa
zamaane kaa dastur hai ye puraanaa

The world's worn custom, ancient and deep,
The world's worn custom, secrets to keep:
To tear down and build, then crumble anew,
To tear down and build, a fleeting view.
The world's worn custom, ancient and deep.

Is this true faith, this hurt you impart?
Is this true faith, this breaking of heart?
To meet eyes with a glance, then swiftly flee,
To meet eyes with a glance, a memory.
The world's worn custom, ancient and deep.

The end of love, a truth we did see,
The end of love, for you and for me,
We tried to hold back, our hearts wouldn't heed,
We tried to hold back, planting a seed.
The world's worn custom, ancient and deep.

Oh, someone, ask the heavens above,
Oh, someone, ask the stars in their love:
What was gained by burning my home to ash?
What was gained by a fire's harsh crash?
The world's worn custom, ancient and deep.