ek sarzameen ne jo zehar ugaya hai
usne usi ka gulistan jalaya hai
chalate hai jo haivaaniyat ke karvaane
usne unhi ke farishton ko sulaya hai
ek sarzameen ne jo zehar ugaya hai
usne usi ka gulistan jalaya hai
chalate hai jo havaaniyat ke karvaane
usne unhi ke farishton ko sulaya hai
nana na na, nana na na, nana na na
nana na na, nana na na, nana na na
farsh pe bikhri wo kitaabe, khamosh padi wo awaaze
chilaati hai wo deeware, dar se dodte wo bechare
nana na na, nana na na, nana na na
nana na na, nana na na, nana na na

zannat ko nafrat hai unse
jahnoom ne bhi unhe thukraya hai
har tadapti insaniyat ne unke liye
bad-duao ka kabristan banaya hai
masoom ki maiyat jab uthi to
mamta bhare kalejon ne khoon bhaya hai
mazhab aur mulak ki baat mat karna
aaj shetano ne farishton ko dafnaya hai
nana na na, nana na na, nana na na
nana na na, nana na na, nana na na
num aankho me jhalakte, bikhre wo safed kapde
kafan se hai jo lipte, dil ke kitne tukde
ek sarzameen ne jo zehar ugaya hai
usne usi ka gulistan jalaya hai

A poisoned earth, its own venom sown,
Has burned the garden it had proudly known.
Those who walked the path of beastly deed,
Have lulled the angels into silent sleep, indeed.
A poisoned earth, its own venom sown,
Has burned the garden it had proudly known.
Those who walked the path of beastly deed,
Have lulled the angels into silent sleep, indeed.
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na, na na na

Books scattered on the floor, voices now still,
The walls themselves cry out, fear begins to fill.
They run in terror, the innocent flee,
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na, na na na

Paradise itself now holds them in disdain,
Hell itself has turned away again.
Each suffering soul, with hearts so sore,
Has built a graveyard of curses at their door.
When innocence was lifted to the sky,
The hearts of mothers wept a crimson dye.
Speak not of faith, nor borders' shallow plea,
Today the devils buried their angel decree.
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na, na na na

Names flicker in the eyes, white cloth surrounds,
Entwined with death, the heart's own broken grounds.
A poisoned earth, its own venom sown,
Has burned the garden it had proudly known.