dekha karo bhagwan garibo ka tamasha
garibo ka tamasha
dekha karo bhagwan garibo ka tamasha
garibo ka tamasha
din rat koi ashk bahaye to tumhe kya
dekha karo bhagwan garibo ka tamasha
garibo ka tamasha

ho le jitna satana hai sata bigdi meri hargiz na bna
bigdi meri hargiz na bana
in roti hui aankho se pani ki jagah khun bahau
to tumhe kya
dekha karo bhagwan garibo ka tamasha
garibo ka tamasha

tuti hui naiya meri bas ek jhakole ki dari
tuti hui naiya meri bas ek jhakole ki dari
tufan chahu or se tufan chahu or se
aake meri naiya ko dubo de to tumhe kya hai
dekha karo bhagwan garibo ka tamasha
garibo ka tamasha

dunia teri na bhaayi mujhe dede kisi ki aayi mujhe
dunia teri na bhaayi mujhe dede kisi ki aayi mujhe
itne bade mele me kisi ke koi pis jaye to kya
dekha karo bhagwan garibo ka tamasha
garibo ka tamasha
din rat koi ashk bahaye to tumhe kya
dekha karo bhagwan garibo ka tamasha
garibo ka tamasha

Behold, O God, the spectacle of the poor,
The spectacle of the poor,
Behold, O God, the spectacle of the poor,
The spectacle of the poor.
If tears become a crimson tide, night and day,
What care you?
Behold, O God, the spectacle of the poor,
The spectacle of the poor.

Do your worst, torment me, blight my life,
Bliss I’ll never know.
If from these weeping eyes, blood begins to flow,
What care you?
Behold, O God, the spectacle of the poor,
The spectacle of the poor.

My shattered boat, a single gust will rend,
My shattered boat, a single gust will rend.
Let storms rage from every side,
And sink my vessel to the sea,
What matters it to Thee?
Behold, O God, the spectacle of the poor,
The spectacle of the poor.

This world of yours, it offers me no joy,
Give me another, give me another,
In this grand bazaar, if someone is trampled, lost,
What is that to you?
Behold, O God, the spectacle of the poor,
The spectacle of the poor.
If tears become a crimson tide, night and day,
What care you?
Behold, O God, the spectacle of the poor,
The spectacle of the poor.