kehta hai naari hoti hai
durga ka avtaar
fir bhi khilauna jaan ke khele
ye paapi sansaar

kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
ho raha naari ka apmaan
pet ki khaatir kyu tan ka
karte hai sauda ye dhanwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan

baandhi bhai ko raakhi
laaye kaha se baisaakhi
na koi sangi saathi
bina tel jalti baati
bhukh ki aag bujhaane ko
bhukh ki aag bujhaane ko
bechate kaise ye imaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan

maat pita ka mila na pyaar
mila hai ansuvan ka uphaar
chhin liye takdeer ne sab
tere jeene ke adhikaar
tu abla ek nirbal hai
tu abla ek nirbal hai
bedard zamana hai balwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan

sunder sapna tut gaya
ma ka aanchal chhut gaya
tere jiwan ki punji
koi lutera lut gaya
samay ko aandhi jor pe hai
samay ko aandhi jor pe hai
aur tu hai ek tinka samaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan

duniya badli badle raaj
magar nahi badla ye riwaaz
pichhla yug ho ya ke aaj
lute sada aurat ki laaj
kab tak leta rahega data
kab tak leta rahega data
naari jiwan ka balidaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan

janti hai ye rishi muni
diwaaro me jaaye chuni
patthar dil rakhne waale
kya tune fariyaad suni
nyaay nahi anyaay hai ye
nyaay nahi anyaay hai ye
kaha hai maalik tera dhyaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
ho raha naari ka apmaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan
kaha tu soya hai bhagwaan

They say a woman is Durga's form,
Yet this sinful world toys with her, a broken norm.

Where do you slumber, Lord, where do you sleep?
As woman's honor is sold, secrets to keep.
For hunger's sake, why this exchange?
The wealthy trade, a cruel exchange.
Where do you slumber, Lord, where do you sleep?

A brother's Rakhi tied, from where came the plow?
No friend, no kin, a lamp burns low.
To quell the fire of hunger's need,
They sell their honor, a tragic deed.
Where do you slumber, Lord, where do you sleep?

No love from parents, a tearful gift instead,
Fate has stolen all, your right to be fed.
You are weak, fragile, a helpless plea,
This heartless world holds all the decree.
Where do you slumber, Lord, where do you sleep?

A beautiful dream shattered, a mother's veil gone,
Your life's treasure stolen, by a thief at dawn.
The storm of time rages on with might,
And you, a mere straw in the fading light.
Where do you slumber, Lord, where do you sleep?

The world has changed, rulers have too,
But this custom remains, forever untrue.
In ages past, or present day,
A woman's honor stolen away.
How long will you witness, O Giver of grace,
This sacrifice of a woman's face?
Where do you slumber, Lord, where do you sleep?

Sages and seers know the plight,
In walls, they are chosen, hidden from sight.
You with a heart of stone, have you heard her plea?
This is not justice, but tyranny.
Where is your attention, O Master above?
Where do you slumber, Lord, where do you sleep?
As woman's honor is sold, secrets to keep.
Where do you slumber, Lord, where do you sleep?
Where do you slumber, Lord, where do you sleep?