dard aanshu tanhaai aur main

dard samata gaya mere naso me,

ek nashe ki tarah,
uske aadi hum ho gaye,

ab sharabi ki tarah,

dard se kiya wada,

tujhe pas na bulaayenge,
mukurati aati hai roz,
mere mehboob ki tarah,

dard ki himmakat ki,

mere dil par kabja ker liya,
aanshu, gam, tanhaai sab,

sath aate hain doston ki tarah,

dard ko samjhaaya,
chord de mujhe khusiyan paane ko,
usne bhi mujhko samjhaaya, 

ek sacche dost ki tarah..

koi na apnayega,
jitna pyar humne kiya,
koi na ker paayega,

baat na humnein maani aur,
nikal parda ek aawarah ki tarah,

paani chaahi khusiyan,

to sirf sauda hi sauda mile,
hum bhi bikate chale gaye, 

bemol samaan ki tarah,

aakhir jab bikke to,

dard ke hi haathon aa gaye,
dard tardap ker ro pardi, 

mere mehboob ki tarah,

sukkun hai dard ki baahon me,
beshak aanshu, gam, tanhaai sath hai iske,
dard ke aagosh me hum bhi samma gaye,
sagar me lehron ki tarah,

dard aanshu tanhaai aur main,
hum sab sath rahte hain,
atut pyar hai hum sab me,
ek pariwaar ke tarah.