aaj bazaar me paanvjola chao
aaj bazaar me paanvjola chao
chasmenam jaan sorida kafi nahi
tohmate ishq ko sida kaafi nahi
aaj bazaar me paanvjola chao
aaj bazaar me paanvjola chao

dasht afsaa chalo masto raksa chalo
dasht afsaa chalo masto raksa chalo
khak barsar chalo khu bdama chalo
raah takta hai sab sahre jaava chalo
aaj bazaar me paanvjola chao
aaj bazaar me paanvjola chao

haqim e shehar bhi majmay aam bhi
haqim e shehar bhi majmay aam bhi
teere ilzaam bhi sang e dushnaam bhi
subah nasaad bhi roze nakam bhi
aaj bazaar me paanvjola chao
aaj bazaar me paanvjola chao

inka dam sans apne siwa kaun hai
inka dam sans apne siwa kaun hai
sahre jana me ab basafa kaun hai
dasht e qatil ke saya raha kaun hai
rakht e dil bandh lo dil figaro chalo
fir humi qatl ho aaye yaaro chalo

Let us walk the market's throng today,
Let us walk the market's throng today.
Tears, a weeping eye, a soul's lament,
These are not enough, the path misspent.
The accusations of love, not enough to say,
Let us walk the market's throng today,
Let us walk the market's throng today.

Through fields of whispers, dance and sway,
Through fields of whispers, dance and sway,
Dust on our heads, blood on our hands, we pray,
The desert awaits, the youth goes astray.
Let us walk the market's throng today,
Let us walk the market's throng today.

The city's ruler, the crowd's disdain,
The city's ruler, the crowd's disdain,
Arrows of blame, stones of a hateful rain,
Mornings of sorrow, days that bring us pain.
Let us walk the market's throng today,
Let us walk the market's throng today.

Whose breath is theirs, but their own domain?
Whose breath is theirs, but their own domain?
In the desert of souls, who can remain?
In the killer's shadow, who will sustain?
Tie up your hearts, ye wounded and sore,
Let us be slain, friends, and nothing more.