kaise jite hai bhala hamse sikho yeh ada
kaise jite hai bhala hamse sikho yeh ada
aise kyun jinda hai log, jaise sharminda hai log
dil peh sehkar sitam ke tir bhi
pehankar pav me janjir bhi raks kiya jatha hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai
dil peh sehkar sitam ke tir bhi
pehankar pav me janjir bhi raks kiya jatha hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai

dar se khamosh hai jo kaisa befir hai wo
ha wo insan nahi ek tasvir hai wo
toh bafthae khuda jisse darta hai apan
aur iss garibi me badi mauj karta hai apan
pareshan lakh sahi gul nahi khakh sahi
jindagi hai lajawab yeh wo beva hai janab
khubsurat hai jo dulhan se bhi
dost to dost hai dushman se bhi pyar kiya jata hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai

chij iss ghum se badi iss jamane me nahi
jo maja rone me hai muskurane me nahi
isliye toh bhai rukhi sukhi jo mile pet bharne ke liye
aur kafi do gaj hai jamin, jine marne ke liye
kaise nadan hai wo ghum se anjan hai jo
ranj naa hota agar kya kushi ki thi kadar
dard khud hai masiha dosto, dard se bhi dava ka dosto
kaam liya ja tha hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai

chan mehalo ki nahi rang raliyo me mujhe
dedo thodi si jagah apni galiyo me mujhe
jhum kar nachne do aaj masti me jara
le chalo sath mujhe apni basti me jara
bana ho sone ka bhi pinjara hai pinjara ji
paisa kis kam kaa hai, dhoka bas nam kaa hai
rok le jo labo pe git ko
apne hatho se aisi rit ko tod diya jata hai
maine bhi sikh liya kaise jiya jata hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai
aa bata de ye tujhe kaise jiya jata hai

Learn from us, this art of living,
Learn from us, this art of living.
Why do they live this way, ashamed, it seems,
Bearing the arrows of sorrow in their hearts,
Wearing chains upon their feet, yet they dance.
Come, let me tell you how life is lived,
Come, let me tell you how life is lived,
Bearing the arrows of sorrow in their hearts,
Wearing chains upon their feet, yet they dance.
Come, let me tell you how life is lived,
Come, let me tell you how life is lived.

Silent with fear, what a coward is he,
No, he is not a man, but a painted effigy.
He fears God's wrath, it seems,
While the poor man finds joy, it gleams.
Though troubled, though dust, no flower am I,
Life is exquisite, a widow, you see,
More beautiful than a bride,
Friends embrace, and even foes are loved.
Come, let me tell you how life is lived,
Come, let me tell you how life is lived.

There is nothing in this world greater than sorrow,
The joy of weeping surpasses the smile's borrowed.
Therefore, whatever we get, dry or plain, to fill our bellies,
And a meager two yards of earth, for living and dying, it rallies.
How foolish are those, oblivious to grief,
If there were no pain, what would joy be, relief?
Pain itself is a healer, my friends,
From pain itself, medicine is made.
Come, let me tell you how life is lived,
Come, let me tell you how life is lived.

Not in palaces, nor in revelry, do I crave,
Give me a little space in your streets, I crave.
Let me sway and dance in the ecstasy of this day,
Take me with you to your village, come what may.
Though the cage be made of gold, it is still a cage,
What is money worth, mere name on a page?
Those who stifle the song on their lips,
Shatter with their hands such a tradition, they slip.
I too have learned how life is lived,
Come, let me tell you how life is lived,
Come, let me tell you how life is lived.