jaha maut beekhri waha
sanseen uga dunga
zakhmo ke chhalo pe
mai ab marham laga dunga
jha maut beekhri waha
sanseen uga dunga
zakhmo ke chhalo pe
mai ab marham laga dunga

ranjish ki chingaari mujhe
pal pal jalati hai
dard ko baaki banati hai
maine kar liya irada
maine kar liya irada
irada irada
maine kar liya irada
maine kar liya irada
irada irada irada

Where death has scattered,
I will sow breath anew.
On the blisters of wounds,
I will now apply balm, true.
Where death has scattered,
I will sow breath anew.
On the blisters of wounds,
I will now apply balm, true.

The spark of resentment,
Burns me moment by moment.
It keeps the pain alive,
But I've made up my mind.
I've made up my mind,
Mind, mind.
I've made up my mind,
I've made up my mind,
Mind, mind, mind.