tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai
tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai
bade aadmi se aadmi nikala
to kya rah gaya bas bada rah gaya
parda akal pe pada raha gaya

tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai
bade aadmi se aadmi nikala
to kya rah gaya bas bada rah gaya
parda akal pe pada raha gaya
tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai

uncha bahut paid ek naam ka
na phul na phal kis kam ka
uncha bahut paid ek naam ka
na phul na phal kis kam ka
bilkul akela khada rah gaya
parda akal pe pada raha gaya
tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai

tu pyar ki har kasam todke
ha khoon ke farz ko chodke
tu pyar ki har kasam todke
ha khoon ke farz ko chodke
khudgarj khud se juda rahe gaya
parda akal pe pada raha gaya
tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai

deepak ki joyti nahi ban saka
tu hera moti nahi ban saka
deepak ki joyti nahi ban saka
tu hera moti nahi ban saka
mitti ka kacha ghada rah gaya
parda akal pe pada raha gaya
tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai

dushman se tune na badla liya
apne sajan pe bhi humla kiya
dushman se tune na badla liya
apne sajan pe bhi humla kiya
afsosh mujhko bada rah gaya
parda akal pe pada raha gaya
tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai
bade aadmi se aadmi nikala
to kya rah gaya bas bada rah gaya
parda akal pe pada raha gaya
tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai
tu bada aadmi hai duniya manti hai

The world proclaims you great, a towering name,
The world proclaims you great, consumed by fame.
From "great man," strip the "man" away,
What's left? Just "great," a hollow sway.
A veil of thought, forever gray.

The world proclaims you great, they sing your praise,
From "great man," strip the "man" in a haze.
What's left? Just "great," in empty space.
A veil of thought, upon your face.
The world proclaims you great, in time and place.

A tree of height, with name alone,
No bloom, no fruit, a life unknown.
A tree of height, with name to keep,
No bloom, no fruit, in slumber deep.
Alone it stands, where shadows creep,
A veil of thought, in slumber deep.
The world proclaims you great, while secrets sleep.

You shattered every vow of love's embrace,
And duty's blood, you left no trace.
You shattered every vow that binds,
And left behind, all human kinds.
Self-serving, bound to self, it finds,
A veil of thought, for darkened minds.
The world proclaims you great, as darkness winds.

A lamp's soft light, you could not be,
Nor diamond bright, for all to see.
A lamp's soft light, you did not gain,
Nor jeweled gem, in sun or rain.
A fragile pot, of earthen stain,
A veil of thought, and endless pain.
The world proclaims you great, in sun and rain.

No vengeance sought, from foes you see,
And friends, alas, fell under thee.
No vengeance sought, no righteous fight,
And friends, alas, were dimmed by night.
Regret remains, a chilling blight,
A veil of thought, obscuring light.
The world proclaims you great, in darkest night.
From "great man," strip the "man" away,
What's left? Just "great," in disarray.
A veil of thought, forever gray.
The world proclaims you great, in disarray.
The world proclaims you great, this endless day.