hum jid me aa gaye hai khushi leke hatenge
ye jaan bhi charno tere me deke hatenge
bhagwan tujhe rote hue dil ne pukara
bhagwan tujhe rote hue dil ne pukara
tufa me gira hai mere jiwan ka sahara
tufa me gira hai mere jiwan ka sahara
tal jayegi ye maut magar hum na talege
hum ghaat ke patthar hai kabhi hil na sakenge

ye aan meri aan hai rakhna hi padegi
warna ye ladayi kabhi roke na rukegi
ye aan meri aan hai rakhna hi padegi
warna ye ladayi kabhi roke na rukegi
hum tere hai is waste hai jor humara
hum tere hai is waste hai jor humara
bhagwan tujhe rote hue dil ne pukara

tal jayegi ye maut magar hum na talege
hum ghaat ke patthar hai kabhi hil na sakenge
tal jayegi ye maut magar hum na talege
hum ghaat ke patthar hai kabhi hil na sakenge
ho jayega badnaam ye aasan tumhara
ho jayega badnaam ye aasan tumhara
bhagwan tujhe rote hue dil ne pukara
tu chahe to soyi huyi takdir jaga de
tu chahe to bichhde hue dil fir se mila de
ha darsh se mahar kar de mohabbat ka ishara

We are consumed by this insistence, happiness we will claim,
Or, surrendering our lives, at Your sacred feet we remain.
God, a heart weeping has called out Your name,
God, a heart weeping has called out Your name.
In the tempest, my life's anchor now lies,
In the tempest, my life's anchor now lies.
Death may pass, but we will not yield,
We are the stones of the ghat, never to be revealed.

This honor, my honor, must be upheld,
Else this battle will never be stilled.
This honor, my honor, must be upheld,
Else this battle will never be stilled.
We are Yours, thus our strength is bold,
We are Yours, thus our strength is bold.
God, a heart weeping has called out Your name.

Death may pass, but we will not yield,
We are the stones of the ghat, never to be revealed.
Death may pass, but we will not yield,
We are the stones of the ghat, never to be revealed.
Your throne itself, defiled, shamed and concealed,
Your throne itself, defiled, shamed and concealed.
God, a heart weeping has called out Your name.
If You will, awaken a slumbering fate,
If You will, reunite hearts that separate.
Grant a glance, bestow love's gentle flame,
Grant a glance, bestow love's gentle flame.