ham se ka bhool huee jo ye saja hamako milee
ham se ka bhool huee jo ye saja hamako milee
ab to chaaro hee taraph band hai duniya kee galee
ham se kabhoo na huee jo ye saja hamako milee

dil kisee ka na dukhe ham ne bas itana chaaha
paap se door rahe jooth se bachana chaaha
paap se door rahe jooth se bachana chaaha
usaka badala ye mila ulatee chhuree ham ne chalee
ab to chaaro hee taraph band hai duniya kee galee
ham se ka bhool huee jo ye saja hamako milee

ham pe iljaam ye hai chor ko kyon chor kaha
kyon sahe baat kahe kaahe hai na kuchh aur kaha
tum se hee baat kahee kaahe na kuchh aur kaha
ye hai insaaph tera vaah re daata kee galee
ab to chaaro hee taraph band hai duniya kee galee
ham se ka bhool huee jo ye saja hamako milee

ab to imaan dharm kee koee keemat hee nahin
jaise sach bolane vaalo kee jarurat hee nahin
jaise sach bolane vaalo kee jarurat hee nahin
eshi duniya se to duniya teree biraan bhalee
ab to chaaro hee taraph band hai duniya kee galee
ham se ka bhool huee jo ye saja hamako milee
ham se ka bhool huee jo ye saja hamako milee

What transgression was ours, this sentence we receive?
What fault did we commit, that binds us to grieve?
Now, on every side, the world's lanes are sealed,
What sin unknown did we unknowingly yield?

We desired no heart to be wounded by us,
From sin we did flee, from falsehood, thus.
From sin we did flee, from falsehood's deceit,
Is this the reward? A blade turned, bittersweet.
Now, on every side, the world's lanes are sealed,
What transgression was ours, this sentence revealed?

Accusation hangs: "Why call the thief a thief?"
Why bear the truth? Why seek no other relief?
Why speak to you alone? Why not another belief?
Is this your justice? Oh, the Lord's cruel decree!
Now, on every side, the world's lanes are sealed,
What transgression was ours, this sentence revealed?

Faith and virtue now hold no worth, it seems,
Truth's speakers are unwanted, it often gleams.
Truth's speakers are unwanted, their value unseen,
Better a desolate world, than such a cruel scene.
Now, on every side, the world's lanes are sealed,
What transgression was ours, this sentence revealed?
What fault did we commit, that binds us to grieve?