jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti
jalen jalaane
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti
dil hi dil me rahe ublte jaise chay ki pati
are bhayi jitan ki jaise chay ki pati
jaise chay ki pati mare jalane
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti

ek jhalaK dikhlakar humko chhupakr bathe kone me
aji do aane bhar kasar rahi hai ab to pagal hone me
samjho apni prit wo mahgi jaan humari sasti
ha jaan hunari sasti ha jaan humari sasti
mare jalane
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti

kah de unse jaake koi nahi kisi se lete hai
nahi kisi se lete hai
wo laila ki beti hai to ye maznu ke bete hai
ye maznu ke bete hai bade ya chhote
yaha bathkar ek minat me kurban kar de hasti
ha kurban kar de hasti ha kurban kar de hasti
ha kurban kar de hasti ha kurban kar de hasti
mare jalane
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti

masum humara dil hai jaise panch baras ka bachha
aji bhola bhala sidha sadha prit me apni sachha
mat isko tadpa ae jalim rehamat kar tu rati
rehamat kar tu rati ha rehamat kar tu rati
mare jalane
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti
jalen jalaane wale humko jaise mombatti

We burn, the burners, like a candle's plight,
We burn to be consumed by their light.
We burn, the burners, like a candle's flame,
We burn, the burners, whispering their name.

The heart, within, it simmers, tea in the pot,
Oh brother, the tea, the scalding knot,
Like tea we brew, consumed in their art,
We burn, the burners, a candle's heart.
We burn, the burners, a candle's start.

A fleeting glance, then hidden in the shade,
Two coins shy of madness, a soul betrayed.
They deem their love precious, our souls cheap and small,
Our souls cheap, our souls fall.
Consumed to ash we burn.
We burn, the burners, like a candle's call,
We burn, the burners, destined to fall.

Tell them, someone, we take from none,
We take from none, though the day is done.
She, a Layla's child, he a Majnu's son,
Majnu's sons, though the battle's begun.
Here, in a moment, our being we'd spend,
Our all we'd give, until the end,
Our being we'd spend.
Consumed to ash we burn.
We burn, the burners, like a candle's bend,
We burn, the burners, until the end.

Our innocent heart, a child of five years,
Pure, simple, and true, consumed by tears.
Don't torment it, tyrant, have mercy now,
Mercy now, bow.
Consumed to ash we burn.
We burn, the burners, like a candle's vow,
We burn, the burners, here and now.