zindagi bhati nahi, aur maut bhi nahi aati
pyas aisi hai hamari, jo ki mit pati nahi
zindagi bhati nahi, aur maut bhi aati nahi

jab mili najre to dil me, uth pada tufan bhari
uth pada tufan bhari
jab firi najre achanak, ho gayi jan bhari
jaanlewa ho gayi hai, husn se ye jaankari
jaanlewa ho gayi hai, husn se ye jaankari
jaam me bhar aag ki aadat, magar jaati nahi
zindagi bhati nahi, aur maut bhi aati nahi

Life does not please, nor does death arrive,
Such is our thirst, it cannot survive.
Life does not please, nor does death arrive.

When glances met, a tempest did arise within,
A tempest did arise within.
When eyes then turned away, a heavy death began,
Lethal became the beauty, this knowing began,
Lethal became the beauty, this knowing began.
Fire fills the chalice, a habit hard to cease,
Life does not please, nor does death arrive.