hamari zindagi kya hai
hamari zindagi kya hai, amiro ka khilauna hai
hamari zindagi kya hai, amiro ka khilauna hai
na apne bas me hasna hai
na apne bas me rona hai

amiri ko jo dekha roke yu, gurbat pukar uthi
amiri ko jo dekha roke yu, gurbat pukar uthi
tujhe aabad hona hai
tujhe aabad hona hai, mujhe barbad hona hai
na apne bas me hasna hai
na apne bas me rona hai

hamare pas dil hai dard hai, ashko ke moti hai
hamare pas dil hai dard hai, ashko ke moti hai
hame kya agar tumhare paas
chandi hai ya sona hai
hame kya agar tumhare paas
chandi hai ya sona hai
na apne bas me hasna hai
na apne bas me rona hai

ye puche koi usse
ye puche koi usse, jisne ye duniya banai hai
ye puche koi usse, jisne ye duniya banai hai
garibo ke liye duniya me kya
garibo ke liye duniya me, kya rona hi rona hai
garibo ke liye duniya me, kya rona hi rona hai
hamari zindagi kya hai
hamari zindagi kya hai, amiro ka khilauna hai

A life we live, a gilded toy,
A life we live, the rich employ.
Laughter withheld, a captive's plight,
Tears unshed, consumed by night.

When riches gleam, a barrier's hold,
Poverty cries, a story told.
"You must flourish, rise and bloom,"
"I must wither, meet my tomb."
Laughter withheld, a captive's plight,
Tears unshed, consumed by night.

Our hearts they ache, a wounded plea,
Teardrops gleaned, a mournful sea.
What matter then, your silver bright,
Or gold that gleams in endless light?
What matter then, your silver bright,
Or gold that gleams in endless light?
Laughter withheld, a captive's plight,
Tears unshed, consumed by night.

Let one then ask, the Maker's art,
Let one then ask, the world's own heart.
For those who lack, the burdened few,
What awaits, but tears anew?
For those who lack, the burdened few,
What awaits, but tears anew?
A life we live, a gilded toy,
A life we live, the rich employ.