o meharban dekho jara kaise gairo ne luta hai mera chaman
o meharban dekho jara kaise gairo ne luta hai mera chaman
kaliya masal di pucho ko toda sakho pe ek phul bhi to na choda
is julm pe ye jami chup rahi or kuch bhi na bola ye nila gagan
o meharban dekho jara kaise gairo ne luta hai mera chaman

chand taro se bhi parda karti thi
mai apne saye se bhi ap darti thi mai
chand taro se bhi parda karti thi
mai apne saye se bhi ap darti thi mai
akeli kabhi na nikli mai ghar se akeli kabhi na nikli me ghar se
milayi najar na kisi ki najar se
ek pawan ke siwa na kisi ne chua
sone chandi se ujla mera badan
ek pawan ke siwa na kisi ne chua
sone chandi se ujla mera badan
o meharban dekho jara kaise gairo ne luta hai mera chaman

maine kuch kho diya or kuch pa liya
jo hua so hua dil ko samjha liya
maine kuch kho diya or kuch pa liya
jo hua so hua dil ko samjha liya
gin gin ke badle dunia se lungi gin gin ke badle dunia se lungi
dhokhe mile hai dhokhe hi dungi
naj jis jis pe tha lut gayi wo ada
ab sarafat ka maine bhi choda chalan
naj jis jis pe tha lut gayi wo ada
ab sarafat ka maine bhi choda chalan
o meharban dekho jara kaise gairo ne luta hai mera chaman

Oh, compassionate one, witness the strangers' plunder,
My garden ravaged, torn asunder.
They crushed the buds, snapped the stems,
Leaving not a single bloom on any of the hems.
The earth watched silent, this cruelty it bore,
And the azure heavens uttered nothing more.
Oh, compassionate one, see how strangers have plundered my garden.

I veiled myself even from moon and star,
Afraid even of my own shadow, however far.
I never ventured out, alone and astray,
Never met the gaze of anyone, come what may.
Only the wind dared to brush my skin,
My body, once radiant, a treasure within.
Only the wind dared to brush my skin,
My body, once radiant, a treasure within.
Oh, compassionate one, see how strangers have plundered my garden.

I lost some, and in return, I gained,
What is done is done, my heart restrained.
I lost some, and in return, I gained,
What is done is done, my heart restrained.
I'll take from the world, counting each deceit,
And give back deceit, for which I'll meet.
The grace I held, now stolen and gone,
I abandon now the ways I'd been shown.
The grace I held, now stolen and gone,
I abandon now the ways I'd been shown.
Oh, compassionate one, see how strangers have plundered my garden.