bhagwan meri taqdir ke likhe ko mita de
kya tera bigadta hai jo bigdi ko bana de
bhagwan meri taqdir ke likhe ko mita de
kya tera bigadta hai jo bigdi ko bana de

jab tu hi garibo ka sahara na banega
fir koi bhi duniya me hamara
na banega hamara na banega
majhdhar me nayiya hai kinare se laga de
kya tera bigadta hai jo bigdi ko bana de

rote huye insan ko rulana nhi
achcha rulana nhi acha
jo mit hi chuka ho usko mitana nhi
achcha mitana nhi acha
roti hai nigahe tu inhe hasna sikha de
kya tera bigadta hai jo bigdi ko bana de

bhagwan teri duniya me insan hai majbur
bhagwan teri duniya me insan hai majbur
insan hai majbur kyo ye kaisa hai
dastur ye kaisa hai dastur
ya mujhko mita ya mere dhukh dard mita de
kya tera bigadta hai jo bigdi ko bana de
bhagwan meri taqdir ke likhe ko mita de
kya tera bigadta hai jo bigdi ko bana de

God, erase the script of my fate,
What loss is yours in mending what's late?
God, erase the script of my fate,
What loss is yours in mending what's late?

If you, the poor's sole guide, forsake,
Then none in this world our refuge will make.
Will make, will make, no solace to embrace.
My ship adrift, to the shore now relate.
What loss is yours in mending what's late?

Do not cause the weeping soul more pain,
No more pain, no more gain.
Do not erase what is already slain,
Already slain, no more strain.
These tear-filled eyes, to laughter now train.
What loss is yours in mending what's late?

In your world, God, humanity's bound,
Humanity's bound, lost and unbound.
Bound, lost, why this decree surround?
This decree, this ground?
Either erase me, or my sorrows down sound.
What loss is yours in mending what's late?
God, erase the script of my fate,
What loss is yours in mending what's late?