duniya sata rahi thi taane bhi sah raha tha
ik parkata kabootar pinjre mein kah raha tha
daulat ke haatho khun bhi safed ho gaya
daulat ke haatho khun bhi safed ho gaya
sone ka pinjra dekh ke main qaid ho gaya
kabootar qaid ho gaya
sone ka pinjra dekh ke main qaid ho gaya
kabootar qaid ho gaya

laathi ke aasre pe wo khubde bhi tan gaye
laathi ke aasre pe wo khubde bhi tan gaye
haldi ki mil gayi pansaari ban gaye
duniya ke har marj ki dawa apne pass hai
khaanshi ki goli khate hi main vaidh ho gaya
kabootar qaid ho gaya
daulat ke haatho khun bhi safed ho gaya
sone ka pinjra dekh ke main qaid ho gaya
kabootar qaid ho gaya

duniya ka rang khub badalta hai aajkal
duniya ka rang khub badalta hai aajkal
kuwaa bhi chaal hans ki chalta hai aajkal
jata hai roz baith ke motor mein
bhai ka sar to dhoop mein safed ho gaya
kabootar qaid ho gaya
daulat ke haatho khun bhi safed ho gaya
sone ka pinjra dekh ke main qaid ho gaya
kabootar qaid ho gaya

ulta zamaana aa gaya bakri bhi sher hai
ulta zamaana aa gaya bakri bhi sher hai
kangaal hai amir ye kismat ka pher hai
laakho ki zaaydaad to biwi ke naam hai
duniya ko kadwa bol bhi ab shahad ho gaya
kabootar qaid ho gaya
daulat ke haatho khun bhi safed ho gaya
sone ka pinjra dekh ke main qaid ho gaya
kabootar qaid ho gaya

The world, a tormentor, whispers its barbs,
A clipped-winged dove within a gilded cage, laments.
Wealth's cold grip, it bleaches blood to white,
Wealth's cold grip, it bleaches blood to white,
A golden prison, where my spirit's held in thrall,
The dove is captive, fallen from the sky.
A golden cage, where my spirit's held in thrall,
The dove is captive, fallen from the sky.

On crutches, backs have straightened, once bent low,
On crutches, backs have straightened, once bent low,
The humble spice merchant, now, a doctor's glow.
For every ailment, a remedy in store,
A cough drop swallowed, I'm a healer now, you know!
The dove is captive, fallen from the sky.
Wealth's cold grip, it bleaches blood to white,
A golden prison, where my spirit's held in thrall,
The dove is captive, fallen from the sky.

The world's chameleon hues shift and change,
The world's chameleon hues shift and change,
Even the well now walks with a swan's strange range.
Each day they ride in cars of shining steel,
While brother's head turns white beneath the sun's hot flame.
The dove is captive, fallen from the sky.
Wealth's cold grip, it bleaches blood to white,
A golden prison, where my spirit's held in thrall,
The dove is captive, fallen from the sky.

The world is turned, a goat a lion's guise,
The world is turned, a goat a lion's guise,
The poor are rich, fate plays with our ties.
Fortunes amassed, are signed to wives' domain,
The world's bitter words now sweetness, honey sighs.
The dove is captive, fallen from the sky.
Wealth's cold grip, it bleaches blood to white,
A golden prison, where my spirit's held in thrall,
The dove is captive, fallen from the sky.