bedard zamana kya jane
kyun dard ke maare rote hain
wo paas the lekin door huye
wo paas the lekin door huye
aashao ke darpan chur huye

ab huk jigar me uthati hai
aur nain humare rote hain
bedard zamana kya jane
kyun dard ke maare rote hai

majhdhaar khiwaiya chhod gaya
jivan ka sahara tod gaya
jivan ka sahara tod gaya
ummid ki naiya doob gayi
hum baith kinare rote hain
bedard zamana kya jane
kyun dard ke maare rote hain
bedard zamana kya jane
kyun dard ke maare rote hain

The heartless age, it cannot know,
Why sorrow's children weep below.
Though close they were, now far they roam,
Though close they were, now lost from home.
The mirrors of our hopes are shattered, broken.

A fire now flares within my breast,
And from our eyes, tears find their rest.
The heartless age, it cannot know,
Why sorrow's children weep below.

The boatman left us in the tide,
Our life's support, now cast aside.
Our life's support, now cast aside.
The vessel of our hope has sunk,
We sit on shores where tear drops are sunk.
The heartless age, it cannot know,
Why sorrow's children weep below.
The heartless age, it cannot know,
Why sorrow's children weep below.