insaf ki khursi pe pehale tum khud ko bithao
maine galat kya kiya hai mujhe phir batao
ansu bahake mujhe tum na doshi banao
yeh mera nahi insaf ka faisala hai
insaf ka faisala bhagvan ka faisala
insaf ka faisala bhagvan ka faisala

i am in the hands of law anything can happen
its not my flaw
hoti nahi nyay ki do ankhein
sehani padati hai hamein yeh batein
dharm ke kathin yeh raste hain
ek jaise sab ke waste hain
bhul jata hoon khud ki bhi surat
banata hoon main jab nya ki murat
uss samay mera koyi kuchh nahi
main bhi main nahi tum bhi tum nahi
mere liye toh insaf hi bhagvan
yeh mera nahi insaf ka faisala hai
insaf ka faisala bhagvan ka faisala
insaf ka faisala bhagvan ka faisala

patni ko aur putr ko harishchandra ne chhod a
garbhwati sita ko ram ne ban mein chhod a
karn ne apani man se bhi nata nahi joda
apne khun ko khud maine di hai saja
jwalamukhi jaisa dil jala mera
yeh sab kyun huwa kyun kis liye kis liye
kanun ko nibhane ke liye insaf ki surksha ke liye
sachchayi ko bachane ke liye
insaf ki khursi pe pehale tum khud ko bithao
maine galat kya kiya hai mujhe phir batao
ansu bahake mujhe tum na doshi banao
insaf ka faisala bhagvan ka faisala

Place yourselves first upon the judge's throne,
And then reveal the wrongs I've ever sown.
Do not with tears my guilt begin to claim,
This verdict is not mine, but Justice's name.
Justice's decree, the Lord's own design,
Justice's decree, a truth divine.

I am in love's embrace, where all things may ignite,
It is not my fault.
The scales of judgment, they have no eyes to see,
These words we hear, a bitter decree.
The paths of dharma, so arduous and steep,
Are carved the same for all, the secrets they keep.
I forget my own face, lost in the fray,
When I sculpt the form of justice each day.
In that moment, none belong to me,
Neither I nor you, our identities flee.
For me, Justice is the very divine,
This verdict is not mine, but Justice's design.
Justice's decree, the Lord's own design,
Justice's decree, a truth divine.

Harishchandra, his wife and son, he cast aside,
Rama banished Sita, her womb open wide.
Karna severed ties, from his mother he hide.
My own blood, I sentenced with my own hand,
My heart a volcano, erupting in the land.
Why did it happen? Why? Oh, tell me why?
To uphold the law, beneath justice's sky,
To safeguard the truth, lest it should die.
Place yourselves first upon the judge's throne,
And then reveal the wrongs I've ever sown.
Do not with tears my guilt begin to claim,
Justice's decree, the Lord's own name.