My ears are desperate, Please tell me, How much you love me, I don't know, you never say, Salvation is what I need, I can not contrast my hunger with despair, Save me, divulge me.
I'm tied, Tied with the heaviest and strongest ropes, Ropes of imaginary picture-perfect me, Imagination is which doesn't exist, And what I am is how I don't want to exist.
Hum insaan bhi bade ajeeb hothe hai, Hum dhekthe wahi hai, Jo hum dhekna chahthe hai, Sunthe wahi hai, Jo sun na chahthe hai, Par na kehthe hai aur nahi kartha hai, Jo kehna aur karna chahthe hai.