Gairon ki kya khe, Yha to apne hi dard dete h.... Apno se mile ghaav se jo zakhm hota h, Use bharna bhot hi mushkil hota h.... Jab Andheri raaton m aansuon ka sailaab uthta h..... Tab toote hue dil se fariyad bhi nhi hoti h... Pr Jis dil m ishwar ka vaas hota h, Wha har dard har ghaav se niklna mumkin hota h. Tu rakh bharosa ishwar pr, Usne diya h dard tujhe majboot krne k liye... Tu rakh bharosa iswar pr, Diya h zakhm tujhe apni shakti mehsoos krne k liye.... Tu rakh bharosa ishwar pr, Kuch liya h tujhse usse bhi jyaada dene k liye... Tu rakh bharosa ishwar pr, Kyunki wo jo krta h hamare ache k liye... Apnon se mile zakhmon ko pirona bhot mushkil hota h