andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
har zulm mitaane ko ek masihaa nikalataa hai
jise log shahanashaah kahate hai
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
har zulm mitaane ko ek masihaa nikalataa hai
jise log shahanashaah kahate hai
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par

jaise nikalataa hai tir kamaan se
jaise nikalataa hai tir kamaan se, dekho ye chalaa vo nikalaa vo shaan se
usake hi kisse sabaki zubaan pe, vo baat hai usaki baato me
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
har zulm mitaane ko ek masihaa nikalataa hai
jise log shahanashaah kahate hai
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par

aise bahaadur dekhe hai thode
aise bahaadur dekhe hai thode, zulm-o-sitam ki zajir tode
pichhe pade to pichhaa na chhod e, badaa hai zor usake haatho me
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
har zulm mitaane ko ek masihaa nikalataa hai
jise log shahanashaah kahate hai
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par

shahar ki galiyo me vo phirataa hai
shahar ki galiyo me vo phirataa hai, dosto se dost banakar milataa hai
dushmano ke sar par aise girataa hai, jaise bijali gire barasaato me
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par
har zulm mitaane ko ek masihaa nikalataa hai
jise log shahanashaah kahate hai
andheri raato me sunasaan raaho par

In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
A messiah rises, to vanquish all wrong,
Whom people hail as Shahanshah, the King.
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
A messiah rises, to vanquish all wrong,
Whom people hail as Shahanshah, the King.
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn.

As an arrow leaps from the bow's embrace,
As an arrow leaps from the bow's embrace, see him depart, with stately grace.
His tales are whispered on every face, such is the power within his speech.
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
A messiah rises, to vanquish all wrong,
Whom people hail as Shahanshah, the King.
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn.

Such valor, a rare and precious sight,
Such valor, a rare and precious sight, shattering chains of darkest night.
Once he pursues, he'll hold the fight, such is the strength his hands command.
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
A messiah rises, to vanquish all wrong,
Whom people hail as Shahanshah, the King.
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn.

Through city streets he softly treads,
Through city streets he softly treads, with friends, he shares his kindness spread.
On foes, he falls, as lightning sheds, its fiery wrath in rainy glades.
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn,
A messiah rises, to vanquish all wrong,
Whom people hail as Shahanshah, the King.
In nights of shadow, on paths forlorn.