nahi dekh behtar satana kisi ka
nahi dekh behtar satana kisi ka
satana kisi ka mitana kisi ka
nahi dekh behtar satana kisi ka
chale vas aankhe chhupana kisi ka
iman shram se ha ye jana kisi ka
gale shokh se phir lagana kisi ka
hume yaad aata hai o yaaro
rulana kisi ka manana kisi ka
hume yaad aata hai o yaaro
rulana kisi ka fasana kisi ka
nahi dekh behtar satana kisi ka

To witness pain, a sharpened blade,
To see it cut, a soul betrayed.
To wound a heart, to watch it fade,
To hide one's eyes, a darkened shade.

To steal the truth, the shame, the lies,
To feign embrace, with wicked guise.
My friends, I yearn, beneath these skies,
For tears that fall, for whispered cries,
For broken tales, and how to rise.
I yearn, my friends, beneath these skies,
To see the pain, again, arise.
To witness pain, a sharpened blade.