ye rivaj aur ye samaj
badalna ik roj hai
beti wale ye na samjhe
beti un pe bojh hai
beti un pe bojh hai
aaj har abla ka jivan
ban raha kaanto ki sej
na kisi se lo dahej
na kisi ko do dahej
aaj har abla ka jivan
ban raha kaanto ki sej

kar saka pura na babul
beti ke arman ko
ghar piya ke ja saki na
chal padi shamshan ko
na mare beti koi
na mare beti koi
jo mil sake piya ki sej
na kisi se lo dahej
na kisi ko do dahej
aaj har abla ka jivan
ban raha kaanto ki sej

naujawano ab jaga lo
naujawano ab jaga lo
so rahe insano ko
chandi ke tukdo pe
becho na dhram imaan ko
ab kahi chalne na dena
rasmo ki chhuriya ye tez
na kisi se lo dahej
na kisi ko do dahej
aaj har abla ka jivan
ban raha kaanto ki sej

baap beti ka jeeyega
is jaha me kis tarah
maarega pagdi ko thokar
agar zamana is tarah
kyu koi babul sake na
kyu koi babul sake na
beti ko sasural bhej
na kisi se lo dahej
na kisi ko do dahej
aaj har abla ka jivan
ban raha kaanto ki sej

These customs, this society,
Shall shift with a coming day.
Those who deem daughters burdens,
Fail to see the light of way.
A burden they believe.
Now, the life of every woman,
A bed of thorns they lay.
Take no dowry, give none away.
Now, the life of every woman,
A bed of thorns they lay.

A father could not fulfill,
His daughter's heart's desire.
To her husband's home she could not go,
To the funeral pyre, she must retire.
May no daughter perish,
May no daughter perish,
If to her love she finds her way.
Take no dowry, give none away.
Now, the life of every woman,
A bed of thorns they lay.

Young ones, now awaken,
Young ones, now awaken,
The sleeping soul within.
Do not sell your faith and honor,
For silver's tempting din.
Let not these sharp customs,
Ever again hold sway.
Take no dowry, give none away.
Now, the life of every woman,
A bed of thorns they lay.

How shall a father live,
In this world's cruel design?
He'll cast aside his turban,
If the times continue to malign.
Why can no father,
Why can no father,
Send his daughter to her bay?
Take no dowry, give none away.
Now, the life of every woman,
A bed of thorns they lay.