lakadi jal koyalaa bha_i koyalaa jal bhayo raakh
mai paapin aisi jali koyalaa bha_i naa raakh

ko_i aansu pi kar jitaa hai ko_i tute dil ko sitaa hai
kahi shaam dhale kahi chitaa jale kahi gam se tadapate divaane
bedard zamaanaa kyaa jaane -2

o maalik teraa kaisaa aalam
yahaan ek khushi to laakh hai gam
baaraat kahi to kahi maatam
qismat ke anokhe afasaane
bedard zamaanaa kyaa

kaanp uthaa sidur maang kaa vo suhaagan ki raat dhali
raani ban kar aa_i thi vo aaj bhikhaarin ban ke chali
chhutaa hai ghar jaa_e kidhar apane bhi hu_e begaane
bedard zamaanaa kyaa

us shaam kaa hogaa saveraa kahaan
ye pachhi legaa baseraa kahaan
ye pavan hai agan aur garazataa gagan
dharati bhi lagi ab thukaraane
bedard zamaanaa kyaa

zaalim ko apane zulmo ki hoti kabhi pahachaan bhi hai
insaan teri aankho me bhagavaan bhi hai shaitaan bhi hai
kashti se kinaaraa ruth gayaa
ye dhakelati hai lahar aur aage
saayaa bhi nahi ab pahachaane
bedard zamaanaa kyaa

chigaari se chigaari jale aur aag se aag sulagati hai
ye baat saraasar sachchi hai ki chot se chot lagati hai
jin haatho me motiyo ki ladiyaan
unme padi hai hathakadiyaan
apanaa hi bhaag lagaa hai aag lagaane
bedard zamaanaa kyaa

Wood burns, becomes coal, coal burns, ash remains,
I, a sinner, burned so, yet, no ash sustains.

Some drink tears to live, some mend broken hearts,
As evening descends, pyres ignite, lovers tear apart.
This heartless world, it knows not, it knows not.

O Lord, what a state, where joy is one, sorrows a host,
A wedding procession here, a mourning there, fate's ghost.
This heartless world, it knows not, it knows not.

The vermilion trembled in her parting hair, that night of bliss,
A queen she arrived, now a beggar, with a stolen kiss.
Home abandoned, where to go, even kin turn away,
This heartless world, it knows not, it knows not.

Where will dawn break for that evening's flight?
Where will this bird find rest, this desolate night?
The wind, a fire, the heavens roar,
Even the earth now spurns her plight.
This heartless world, it knows not, it knows not.

Does the oppressor ever see the cruelty they inflict?
Within human eyes, God resides, the devil is quick.
The shore departs the ship, waves push on ahead,
Even shadows now can't be found by the dead.
This heartless world, it knows not.

From spark to spark, fire ignites, and from fire, more burns,
This truth is clear: wounds arise where pain returns.
Hands that once held garlands, now bear the chains,
One's own fate is set ablaze, in life's disdain.
This heartless world, it knows not.