na hanso ham pe jamane ke hain thukaraye huye
dar-b-dar phirate hain takdir ke bahakaye huye
na hanso ham pe jamane ke hain thukaraye huye

kya bataye tumhe kal ham bhi chaman vale the
kya bataye tumhe kal ham bhi chaman vale the
yeh na puchho ki hai virane me kyon aaye huye
na hanso ham pe jamane ke hain thukaraye huye

bat kal ki hai ki phulo ko masal dete the
bat kal ki hai ki phulo ko masal dete the
aaj kaanto ko bhi sine se hain lipataye huye
na hanso ham pe jamane ke hain thukaraye huye

aisi gardish me na dale kabhi kismat tum ko
aisi gardish me na dale kabhi kismat tum ko
aap ke samane jis hal me hain aaye huye
na hanso ham pe jamane ke hain thukaraye huye

ek din phir wahi pahali si bahare hongi
ek din phir wahi pahali si bahare hongi
iss ummid pe ham dil ko hain bahalaye huye
na hanso ham pe jamane ke hain thukaraye huye
dar-b-dar phirate hain takdir ke bahakaye huye

Do not laugh at us, the world has scorned us so,
Wandering lost, where fate's harsh winds blow.
Do not laugh at us, the world has scorned us so.

How can we tell you, once we bloomed in the garden's grace,
How can we tell you, a time of joy and place?
Do not ask why we're here in this desolate space,
Do not laugh at us, the world has scorned us so.

Once, we crushed the petals of flowers with careless hand,
Once, we held beauty at our command,
Now, thorns we embrace, in this barren land,
Do not laugh at us, the world has scorned us so.

May fate never cast you in such a plight,
May you never know our shadowed night,
We stand before you, bathed in sorrow's light,
Do not laugh at us, the world has scorned us so.

One day, those first springs will return again,
One day, joy will banish all the pain,
With this hope, our weary hearts we sustain,
Do not laugh at us, the world has scorned us so,
Wandering lost, where fate's harsh winds blow.