o janewale ho sake toh laut ke aana
yeh ghat too yeh bant kahi bhul naa jana

bachpan ke tere mit tere sang ke sahare
dhundhenge tujhe gali gali, sab yeh gham ke mare
puchhegi har nigah kal tera thhikana

de de ke yeh aawaz koyi har ghadi bulaye
fir jaye jo uss par kabhi laut ke naa aaye
hai bhed yeh kaisa koyi kuchh toh batana

O traveler, if you can, return,
Do not forget this shore, this path you have known.

Your childhood friends, the anchors of your days,
Will search for you in every street, through sorrow’s haze.
Each gaze will ask tomorrow, where have you gone?
O traveler.

There, who is yours, all faces are unknown,
In foreign wanderings, let not your own self be overthrown.
A path of thorns, your garment must be drawn,
O traveler.

Calling out your name, a voice beckons in time's keep,
Beyond that shore, none return from the sleep.
What secret is this? Tell me what is shown,
O traveler.