kya sach hai kya jhuth hai kya sach hai kya jhuth hai
jiwan ki kise pahchan samjha hai kisne ise aaj tak
kiske hatho me hai ye kaman kya sach hai kya jhuth hai

jaise rat ke andar koi angara rah jata hai jalne ke liye
mom samarpan me bhi to
vidroh panapta rahta hai mitne ke liye
jani kisne peed parayi khilne se pahle murjhai
adhro ki muskan samjha hai kisne ise aaj tak
kiske hatho me hai ye kaman kya sach hai kya jhuth hai
jiwan ki kise pahchan samjha hai kisne ise aaj tak
kiske hatho me hai ye kaman kya sach hai kya jhuth hai

jina bas ki bat nahi hai marne ka adhikar nahi chalna hai badi
sanso par pahra baitha hai jine me bhi sar nahi tuti hai kadi
jhuthe rishte nate sare apne hi sapno se hare uljhan me hai pran
samjha hai kisne ise aaj tak kiske hatho me hai ye kaman
kya sach hai kya jhuth hai jiwan ki kise pahchan
samjha hai kisne ise aaj tak kiske hatho me hai ye kaman
kya sach hai kya jhuth hai

jiwan hai ek lakshman rekha
jisne na isko dekha girta hi gaya
kashturi marig ki tarah bhagta wo jungle jungle gira hi gaya
puri na hoti hai chahi kitni anjani hai rahe
manjil hai anjan samjha hai kisne ise aaj tak
kiske hatho me hai ye kaman kya sach hai kya jhuth hai
kya sach hai kya jhuth hai kya sach hai kya jhuth hai

Truth and lie, what is true, what's a lie?
Who has truly known the heart of life?
Whose hand holds the bow, beneath the sky?
Truth and lie, what is true, what's a lie?

Like an ember held within the night, to burn,
Even in surrender, wax on a pyre,
Rebellion stirs, a lesson to learn,
To fade away, consumed by desire.
Who knows the pain of blossoms, wilted low,
Before they've bloomed, a fragile, fading grace?
The smile upon the lips, who knows, who knows?
Whose hand holds the bow, in time and space?
Who has truly known the heart of life?
Whose hand holds the bow, beneath the sky?
Truth and lie, what is true, what's a lie?

Living's no simple task, the right to die is not our own,
We are bound to the breath we take,
A watch upon the life we've sown,
In living, our heads break.
False are all our ties, we fall,
Defeated by dreams, entangled,
Whose hand holds the bow?
Truth and lie, what is true, what's a lie?
Who has truly known the heart of life?
Whose hand holds the bow, beneath the sky?
Truth and lie, what is true, what's a lie?

Life's a Lakshman Rekha, drawn in the sand,
Who disregards it, forever falls,
Like musk deer, through a trackless land,
Chasing shadows, answering the calls.
Desires unfulfilled, a yearning deep,
Unknown the paths that we must roam,
The destination, secrets to keep,
Whose hand holds the bow, far from home?
Truth and lie, what is true, what's a lie?
Truth and lie, what is true, what's a lie?