Zindagee dene vale sun
Teri duniyaa se dil bhar gayaa
Mài yahaa jeete jee mar gayaa
Raat kaṭati nahèè din guzarataa nahèè
Zakhm aisa diyaa hai ke bhartaa nahèè
Aàkh viraan hai, dil pareshaan hai,
Gam kaa saamaan hai
Jaise jaadu koi kar gayaa
Zindagee dene vale sun
Bekhataa tune mujh se khushee chheen lee
Zindaa rakhaa magar zindagee chheen lee
Kar diyaa dil kaa khù, chup kahaa tak rahòò,
Saaf kyòò naa kahòò
Too khushee se meree dar gayaa
Zindagi dene vale sun.
O Giver of Life, I am not satisfied with your world. My life seems to be aimless and lifeless.
The night and days now seem to drag on. I feel as though the world has caused me pain – beyond any redemption. My eyes are without expression, my heart is pareshaan (bewildered, distressed) and my grief(gam) knows no bounds. It seems like someone has cast a spell over me.
Without any apparent reason, my happiness has been snatched away from me. Life remains – but it too seems with-out reason, and lifeless. I am now devoid of emotions – how much longer can I remain quiet? It would appear that you envy my happiness, thus you took it away..
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