padh likh ke bada ho ke tu ek kitab likhna
apne sawalo ka tu khud hi jawab likhna
padh likh ke bada ho ke tu ek kitab likhna
apne sawalo ka tu khud hi jawab likhna
aa aa aa

hatho se jinka daaman ek din hai chhut jana
taaro ke dubte hi jinko hai tut jana
ye aankhe dekhti hai kyun aise khqaab likhna
apne sawalo ka tu khud hi jawab likhna
ha aa aa

maine to pyar ko hi mazhab bana liya hai
is dil ko dil ki duniya ka rab bana liya hai
imaan ho gaya kya mera kharab likhna
apne sawalo ka tu khud hi jawab likhna
ha aa aa

kahte hai log unki rasmo ko maine toda
ye faisla bhi maine teri samajh pe chhoda
meri khatao ka tu pura hisaab likhna

Grow, learn, and then write a book,
Where your own questions you will look.
Grow, learn, and then write a book,
Where your own answers you will hook.
Ah, ah, ah.

Hands that one day must let go,
Stars that shatter, ebb, and flow.
Why do these eyes dream such a plight,
Write of your questions, and find your light.
Yes, ah, ah.

Love, my religion, I have made,
This heart, the Lord of worlds displayed.
Has my faith begun to fray?
Write of your questions, come what may.
Yes, ah, ah.

They say I broke their ancient ways,
This choice, I leave for your gaze.
Of all my failings, write the sum,
Until your truth has overcome.