mai aansu aaj bahaungi diwali nahi manaugi
jab lal mera ghar aayega tab ghar me deep jlaungi
tere charno ko chhukar ek ma ne kasam utha li hai
rat ye kitni kali hai kaisi ye diwali hai
rat ye kitni kali hai kaisi ye diwali hai
aag lagi hai nfrat ki ye duniya jalne wali hai
rat ye kitni kali hai kaisi ye diwali hai

na ye allah se darte hai na ye bhagwan se darte hai
ye to us rab ke bande hai jo khun kisi ka karte hai
na ye allah se darte hai na ye bhagwan se darte hai
ye to us rab ke bande hai jo khun kisi ka karte hai
pani se nahi bhujati in logo ki pyas nirali hai
rat ye kitni kali hai kaisi ye diwali hai

angare jisne barsaye ye kaisa sawan aaya hai
kya bhesh badal ke jogi ka phir koi ravan aaya hai
angare jisne barsaye ye kaisa sawan aaya hai
kya bhesh badal ke jogi ka phir koi ravan aaya hai
kon hai wo jalim jisne hum sabki nind chura li hai
rat ye kitni kali hai kaisi ye diwali hai

ujde ghar phir aabad karo is desh ko na barbad karo
ujde ghar phir aabad karo is desh ko na barbad karo
ye logo naam khuda ka lo apne bhagwan ko yaad karo
mandir bhi suna suna masjid bhi khali khali hai
rat ye kitni kali hai kaisi ye diwali hai
aag lagi hai nfrat ki ye duniya jalne wali hai
rat ye kitni kali hai kaisi ye diwali hai

Today, I weep, no Diwali for me,
My home, when blood-red, will light a lamp for glee.
A mother, touching your feet, a vow she made,
How dark this night, what sort of Diwali's parade?
How dark this night, what sort of Diwali's parade?
Hatred's fire ablaze, this world will fade.
How dark this night, what sort of Diwali's parade?

They fear not Allah, nor bow to God's decree,
These servants of the Lord, who spill blood freely.
They fear not Allah, nor bow to God's decree,
These servants of the Lord, who spill blood freely.
Their thirst unquenched, a strange reality,
How dark this night, what sort of Diwali's parade?

Who showered embers, what sort of monsoon's call,
Has Ravana returned, in a yogi's thrall?
Who showered embers, what sort of monsoon's call,
Has Ravana returned, in a yogi's thrall?
Who is this cruel one, robbed us of sleep’s release?
How dark this night, what sort of Diwali's peace?

Rebuild the ruins, do not destroy this land,
Rebuild the ruins, do not destroy this land,
Invoke God’s name, remember the Divine command.
Temples are silent, mosques stand bleak and bare,
How dark this night, what sort of Diwali's prayer?
Hatred's fire ablaze, this world will fade.
How dark this night, what sort of Diwali's parade?