mere bap ke hatyaro mujhe mere maa ke dudh ki kasam
apni shahid bap ke khun ki kasam
tum charo papi duniya ke kisi bhi
kone mein kyu na chhupe ho mein jinda nahi chhoduga

kudrat ke insaf ko tum hath mein na lo
ban jayegi baat waqt ke sath hi chlo
kudrat ke insaf ko tum hath mein na lo
ban jayegi baat waqt ke sath hi chlo
mana ki tum ghir gaye yado ki janjir se
uljhan hai wo koun si suljhe na tadwir se
sath tumhare main hun mujhko sathi maan lo
ban jayegi baat waqt ke sath hi chlo
kudrat ke insaf ko tum hath mein na lo
ban jayegi baat waqt ke sath hi chlo

har gam bhula dugi main aa jao julfo tale
mera ye husan jwa hai bas tumhare liye
aa jayega chen mujhe baho mein tham lo
ban jayegi baat waqt ke sath hi chlo
kudrat ke insaf ko tum hath mein na lo
ban jayegi baat waqt ke sath hi chlo

tum bhi to tanha nahi ham bhi akele hai yaar
ye waqt ki baat hai shikari to dhudhe shikar
paas tumhare khdi hai kismat itna jaan lo
ban jayegi baat waqt ke sath hi chlo
are kudrat ke insaf ko tum hath mein na lo
ban jayegi baat waqt ke sath hi chlo
l la la la l l la la la l l la la

By the milk of my mother, I swear to those who slew my father,
By the blood of my martyred sire, I swear it's a sacred tether.
Though you, the four sinners, hide in the world's furthest corner,
I will not leave you living, my vengeance, a burning scorcher.

Do not seize justice, that dance of nature's hand,
Let the passage of time be the gentle command.
Do not seize justice, that dance of nature's hand,
Let the passage of time be the gentle command.
Though you are encircled by chains of memory's hold,
And the knots of your troubles are yet to unfold,
I am with you, embrace me, let me be your friend,
Let the passage of time be the gentle command.
Do not seize justice, that dance of nature's hand,
Let the passage of time be the gentle command.

I will erase every sorrow beneath my tresses' sway,
My beauty, a fire, burns only for you, come what may.
Peace will embrace me, if in your arms I reside,
Let the passage of time be the gentle command.
Do not seize justice, that dance of nature's hand,
Let the passage of time be the gentle command.

You are not alone in this desolate space,
We too are adrift, in this desolate chase.
It is a matter of time, the hunter shall find his prey,
Know that destiny stands near, come what may.
Let the passage of time be the gentle command.
Do not seize justice, that dance of nature's hand,
Let the passage of time be the gentle command.
La la la la l l la la la l l la la