jaag uthe hai raaste, o raahi tere waasate
teri jindagi tujhse har ghadi
aur har kadam, hai ye puchhati
raahi dekh raha hai tu kya
har har disha hai raasta
bol tera hai kaun sa rasta
raahi re o raahi re, kisi ko nahi hai pata
raahi re o raahi re, kaha ja raha hai bata

ek raasta kaanto ka hai, ik rasta phool ka
tujhpe hai kaun se tu raaste ko chune
ek raasta hai soch ka, ik rasta bhul ka
tujhpe hai tera dil, ab kya kahe kya sune
hoga tera hi yeh faisala, hai sochana ya bhulana
bol tera hai kaun sa rasta
raahi re o raahi re, kisi ko nahi hai pata
ho raahi re o raahi re, kaha ja raha hai bata

aasaaniya mil sakati hai, tujhako jamaane se
par jara yeh bata jina hai kya yu tujhe
aazadiya tu paayega, khud ko hi paane se
phir bata koi dar mehsus ho kyun tujhe
hoga tera hi yeh faisala, aasaniya aazaadiya
bol tera hai kaun sa rasta
raahi re o raahi re, kisi ko nahi hai pata
raahi re o raahi re, kaha ja raha hai bata
raahi re o raahi re, kisi ko nahi hai pata
raahi re o raahi re, kaha ja raha hai bata

The paths awaken, traveler, for you they rise,
Your life, each moment, questions you with eyes.
Each step it takes, a whisper in the air,
"Traveler, what vision do you now prepare?"
Each point, a path, a beckoning embrace,
Which road will you choose, in this boundless space?
Traveler, oh traveler, no one truly knows,
Traveler, oh traveler, where does your spirit go?

One path of thorns, a bitter, painful plight,
One path of blooms, bathed in golden light.
Upon your soul, the choice, the final call,
Which path will you embrace, before the fall?
One path of thought, a labyrinthine maze,
One path of error, lost in hazy days.
Your heart's the judge, what whispers will you heed?
To ponder deeply, or a reckless deed?
Your choice alone, to think, or to be blind,
Which path will you choose, for heart and mind?
Traveler, oh traveler, no one truly knows,
Traveler, oh traveler, where does your spirit go?

The world may offer ease, a gentle hand,
But tell me, friend, is this your promised land?
Find freedom's gate, by finding your own soul,
Then tell me, friend, why should fear take hold?
Your choice alone, to wander or be free,
Ease or liberation, the destiny.
Which path will you choose, for eternity?
Traveler, oh traveler, no one truly knows,
Traveler, oh traveler, where does your spirit go?
Traveler, oh traveler, no one truly knows,
Traveler, oh traveler, where does your spirit go?