Dusro ki guftugu mai khudko talashtey phirtey hai,

Unkey zakhmo mai apney marham talashtey phirtey hai,

apni to jebein dard-e-dil se hari hai,

logo se thodi khushi udhar mangtey phirtey hai.

bik rahe hai jaha har mode pe dil,

whi apna bhi kharedaar firak tey phirtey hai,

kis kis se chupaye iske zakhm,

is bazar mai yadaon ka mole lagtey phirtey hai.