wo aurat hai jo insano ki uchi shaan karti hai
jarurat ho to apna pyar bhi kurban karti hai
agar sansar me aurat na hoti
to insano ki ye ijjat na hoti
agar sansar me aurat na hoti
to insano ki ye ijjat na hoti

jaha wale ne duniya ko racha ke
anokha maan duniya ko diya hai
magar aurat ki hasti ko bana ke
khud apne naam ko ucha kiya hai
agar mohabbat ko vo paida na karta
to mohabbat ki koi kimat na hoti
agar sansar me aurat na hoti
to insano ki ye ijjat na hoti
agar sansar me aurat na hoti
to insano ki ye ijjat na hoti

She, a woman, uplifts humanity's grace,
And sacrifices love in desperate space.
If woman were not woven in this sphere,
No honor would the human heart hold dear.
If woman were not here,
No honor would we hold dear.

The Creator, shaping worlds unknown,
Gifted a soul, uniquely sown.
But in fashioning woman's very core,
Exalted His own name forevermore.
If He'd not kindled love's eternal flame,
Love's true worth would lack a name.
If woman were not here,
No honor would we hold dear.
If woman were not here,
No honor would we hold dear.