bedard jamane se shikwa na shikayat hai
ham dard se maro ki kismat hai ye kismat hai
bedard jamane se

bhigi hui palko me choti si kahani hai
bhigi hui palko me choti si kahani hai
ek dard ki duniya hai kahne ko jawani hai
sajan se juda hokar ye ruthi hui ulfat hai
ham dard se maro ki kismat hai ye kismat hai
bedard jamane se

aankhe bhi tarasti hai arman bhi machalte hai
aankhe bhi tarasti hai arman bhi machalte hai
ye dil bhi dhadkta hai aansu bhi nikalte hai
marna bhi nahi bas me marne ki si halat hai
ham dard se maro ki kismat hai ye kismat hai
bedard jamane se shikwa na shikayat hai
ham dard se maro ki kismat hai ye kismat hai
bedard jamane se

No grievance, no plea to a world unkind,
For sorrow's children, fate is intertwined.
No grievance, no plea.

In tear-soaked lashes, a story untold,
In tear-soaked lashes, a story of old,
A world of ache, though youth claims its hold.
From the beloved, a love turned away,
For sorrow's children, their fate holds sway.
No grievance, no plea.

Eyes yearn, desires begin to ignite,
Eyes yearn, desires burning so bright,
The heart it beats, as tears take flight.
Death's grasp denied, yet death's shadow near,
For sorrow's children, their fate they must bear.
No grievance, no plea to a world unkind,
For sorrow's children, fate is intertwined.
No grievance, no plea.