kya ye garib inshan jahan me
jine ke hakdar nahi
jaise tumhi duniya ke khuda ho
aur koi palanhar nahi
ek ek tinke par yu kab tak
inshano ka khun bahega
aakhir is duniya me hamesha
kaun raha hai kaun rahega
ek ek tinke pe kab tak

inshano ke hatho aakhir
bikta rahega inshan kab tak
maa bahano ki ijjat se yu
khelenge ye haiwan kab tak
aur kaha tak takatwar ka jor chalega
aakhir is duniya me hamesha
kaun raha hai kaun rahega
ek ek tinke pe kab tak

jungle ke badal takrayenge
aman ke parcham lehrayenge
ho ke rahegi aisi sahar bhi
jis se andhere mit jayenge
jis se andhere mit jayenge

Are they not, these poor souls of earth,
worthy to breathe this life's sweet air?
As if you, alone, are God's own grace,
and none other, a caretaker.

Upon each straw, how long must fall
the crimson tide of human pain?
Who, in this world, forever stands?
Who lingers, and who shall remain?
Upon each straw, how long?

By human hands, how long will man
be bartered in this cruelest trade?
When will they cease, these beasts of prey,
to gamble with a sister's shade?
How far can power's grip extend?
Who, in this world, forever stays?
Who lingers, and who shall transcend?
Upon each straw, how long?

The forest's clouds will clash and meet,
and banners of peace shall unfurl.
A dawn will break, a dawn so bright,
that darkness fades, and light will whirl.
That darkness fades, and light will whirl.