sar ko hatheli par liye jo samne aaya nahi
sar ko hatheli par liye jo samne aaya nahi
kya khak jiyega
kya khak jiyega jise marna kabhi aaya nahi

anjan hai vo jindagi ko jo samjhte phul hai
phulo ki dalo me chhupe so so dukho ke sul hai
phulo ki sej pe jise sona kabhi aaya nahi
kya khak jiyega jise marna kabhi aaya nahi

jinke dilo me aag hai milte unhi ko raste
duniya nahi hai doshto in bujdilo ke waste
jo sher banke dusmano ki fauz pe chhaya nahi
kya khak jiyega
kya khak jiyega jise marna kabhi aaya nahi

uthte hai jab kadam to ye dhara behari jujhti
inki vir garajna se maut bhi hai kanpti
jo jindagi ki dhal leke maut pe chhaya nahi
kya khak jiyega
kya khak jiyega jise marna kabhi aaya nahi
sar ko hatheli par liye jo samne aaya nahi
kya khak jiyega
kya khak jiyega jise marna kabhi aaya nahi

He who has not dared to place his head in his palm,
to face the dawn,
How can he truly live?
He who has never learned to die, how can he live?

Unknowing, he believes life a mere bloom,
Unaware of the hundred thorns blooming in the room.
He who has not learned to sleep on a bed of flowers,
how can he live?
He who has never learned to die, how can he live?

The fiery hearts alone find the true path,
This world is not for the timid, for their aftermath.
He who has not roared, a lion amidst the fray,
how can he live?
He who has never learned to die, how can he live?

When their steps rise, the earth itself struggles,
Even death trembles at their heroic struggles.
He who has not, with life as shield, defied death's claim,
how can he live?
He who has never learned to die, how can he live?
He who has not dared to place his head in his palm,
to face the dawn,
How can he truly live?
He who has never learned to die, how can he live?