bhatak raha hai hari mandal se
bichhud ke chhota bhai
bhatak raha hai hari mandal se

rojgaar ki talash me
din khoye raat gawayi
insano ke jangal me
soban jane insaan
dharti garje gagan samaan
chalti hai vidroh ki aandi
chalti hai vidroh ki aandi

Lost, wandering from the green circle,
A younger brother, severed, astray.
Lost, wandering from the green circle.

In search of work's pale gleam,
Days are lost, and nights are now a game.
In the jungle of humankind,
Where is the human soul to find?
The earth groans, the heavens roar,
A storm of rebellion at the core.
A storm of rebellion takes its flight.