khun ke aansu rula kar kya milega zindagi
khun ke aansu rula kar kya milega zindagi
kis tarah se ji raha hai dekh tera aadami
khun ke aansu rula kar kya milega zindagi
nastar se chhalni hai sina
kadam kadam par mushkil jina
nastar se chhalni hai sina
kadam kadam par mushkil jina
charo taraf majhdar bhanvar hai
kashti tuti shahil chhina
chup tumhara aasman hai
chup tumhari ye jamin
kis tarah se ji raha hai dekh tera aadami
khun ke aansu rula kar kya milega zindagi

bhaho par halat ke pahare
dard ke naina hum par thahre
bhaho par halat ke pahare
dard ke naina hum par thahre
kab tak koi dhir dharega
jakhm hare hai gahare gahare
kab talk ye julm
hum par tu karegi zindagi
kis tarah se ji raha hai dekh tera aadami
khun ke aansu rula kar kya milega zindagi

aahon ke mele me akele
majburi bhi hum se khele
aahon ke mele me akele
majburi bhi hum se khele
hum ko bana kar khel khilone
tumne rachaye itne mele
ab na koi rahnuma hai
aur na koi humnashi
kis tarah se ji raha hai dekh tera aadami
khun ke aansu rula kar kya milega zindagi

What gain in life, through tears of blood?
What gain in life, through tears of blood?
Behold your man, how does he tread?
What gain in life, through tears of blood?
His chest, a sieve to sharpened steel,
Each step a struggle, how to feel.
His chest, a sieve to sharpened steel,
Each step a struggle, how to feel.
A vortex swirls on every side,
The boat is lost, the shore concealed.
Your sky is silent, vast and gray,
Your earth, in quiet, turns away.
Behold your man, how does he tread?
What gain in life, through tears of blood?

On arms of fate, a guarded hold,
Eyes of pain, on us unfold.
On arms of fate, a guarded hold,
Eyes of pain, on us unfold.
How long can courage still endure?
The wounds are fresh, the depths of old.
How long will you, life, still decree
Such cruelty for you and me?
Behold your man, how does he tread?
What gain in life, through tears of blood?

Alone within the cries of pain,
Compulsion plays with us again.
Alone within the cries of pain,
Compulsion plays with us again.
We, toys within your game you see,
A thousand fairs, a world of stain.
No guide remains, no solace found,
No friend to share this barren ground.
Behold your man, how does he tread?
What gain in life, through tears of blood?