suna suna joban, sapne saavan saavan
khaali khaali naina, na rovan na gaavan
suna suna joban
suna suna joban, sapne saavan saavan
khaali khaali naina, na rovan na gaavan
kaisa hai dard mera, kaise kahun o maa
kaisa hai dard mera, kaise kahun o maa

dardo se yaariyan huyi
apno se duriyaan huyi
jee ke bhi naa jee payi mai
aisi majburiyaan huyi
dekha na nigaho me nigahe daal ke
royi na mai tere gale baahe daal ke
kaisa hai dard mera, kaise kahun o maa

chhote mote dukho ka hisaab
joda bhi hai joda bhi nahi
maaye ni halato ne mujhe
toda bhi hai toda bhi nahi
badli hai baaye meri jeene ki adaa
auro jaisi hoke bhi hun auron se juda
kaisa hai dard mera, kaise kahun o maa

tu sab kuch sab kuch re
tu sab kuch sab kuch re
tu sab kuch sab kuch re

Barren youth, a dream of fleeting rain,
Empty eyes, that neither weep nor strain.

Barren youth,
Barren youth, a dream of fleeting rain,
Empty eyes, that neither weep nor strain.

How does my ache, oh mother, how impart?
How does my ache, oh mother, tear apart?

Friendship with pain, a constant, binding chain,
From loved ones distant, in perpetual disdain.
Alive, yet life's true essence I did miss,
Entangled, twisted by such cruel duress.
No gaze met mine, in searching, knowing eyes,
No tears I wept, in arms of you, my skies.
How does my ache, oh mother, how impart?

Small sorrows added, never to be free,
Joined yet never truly, to be me.
My mother, circumstances, hard and cold,
Broke me, yet left me, stories to be told.
Changed is my path, my way to persevere,
Like others, yet distinct, my heart held dear.
How does my ache, oh mother, how impart?

You are all, all, you see,
You are all, all, for me.
You are all, all, eternally.