dene waale kisi ko garibi naa de
maut de de magar badnasibi naa de
denewaale
dene waale kisi ko garibi naa de
maut de de magar badnasibi naa de
denewaale

huye paida garib hai yeh kis ki khata
huye paida garib hai yeh kis ki khata
hamko duniya me kyun tune laaya bata
kyun hai chup kuchh bata kuchh bata
kuchh bata denewaale
dene waale kisi ko garibi naa de
maut de de magar badnasibi naa de
denewaale

chheen li har khushi aur kaha ke naa ro
chheen li har khushi aur kaha ke naa ro
ghum hajaaro diye dil bhi dene ke saath
kar ke ham pe sitam khush naa ho khush naa ho
denewaale
dene waale kisi ko garibi naa de
maut de de magar badnasibi naa de
denewaale

chhod kar yeh jaha bol jaaye kaha
chhod kar yeh jaha bol jaaye kaha
koi gamkhaar hai naa koyi meherbaan
khud kahe khud sune daastaan daastaan
denewaale
dene waale kisi ko garibi naa de
maut de de magar badnasibi naa de
denewaale

O Giver, grant poverty to none,
Give death, but spare misfortune's sun.
O Giver,
O Giver, grant poverty to none,
Give death, but spare misfortune's run.
O Giver.

Born poor, whose fault is this decree?
Born poor, whose fault, tell me, agree?
Why did you bring us to be?
Why are you silent? Speak, speak, see.
Speak, O Giver,
O Giver, grant poverty to none,
Give death, but spare misfortune's son.
O Giver.

You stole all joy and bid us not weep,
You stole all joy, the promises sleep.
Gave a thousand sorrows, with hearts to keep.
Having wronged us, do not rejoice, do not sleep.
O Giver,
O Giver, grant poverty to none,
Give death, but spare misfortune's keen.
O Giver.

Leaving this world, where shall we roam?
Leaving this world, far from home?
No solace found, no loving dome,
To self we speak, alone, alone, to be known.
O Giver,
O Giver, grant poverty to none,
Give death, but spare misfortune's groan.
O Giver.