apni khatir jina hai apni khatir marna hai
hone do jo hota hai apne ko kya karna hai
apni khatir jina hai apni khatir marna hai
hone do jo hota hai apne ko kya karna hai

jinko jag ki chinta hai wo jag ka dukh jhelenge
ham sadko par nachenge phootpatho par khelenge
jinko jag ki chinta hai wo jag ka dukh jhelenge
ham sadko par nachenge phootpatho par khelenge
unko ahe bharne do jinko ahe bharna hai
apni khatir jina hai apni khatir marna hai
hone do jo hota hai apne ko kya karna hai
apni khatir jina hai apni khatir marna hai
hone do jo hota hai apne ko kya karna hai

pyar ki bhiksha mangi to logo ne dutkar diya
akhir hamne dunia ko but ki nok se mar diya
pyar ki bhiksha mangi to logo ne dutkar diya
akhir hamne dunia ko but ki nok se mar diya
yuhi umar gujarna thi yuhi umar gujarna hai
apni khatir jina hai apni khatir marna hai
hone do jo hota hai apne ko kya karna hai
apni khatir jina hai apni khatir marna hai
hone do jo hota hai apne ko kya karna hai

apne jaise befikare or nahi si basti me
dunia gum me dubi hai hum dube hai masti me
kya samjhe mere bhai apne jaise befikare
or nahi si basti me dunia gum me dubi hai
hum dube hai masti me
jina hai to jina hai marna hai to marna hai
apni khatir jina hai apni khatir marna hai
hone do jo hota hai apne ko kya karna hai
apni khatir jina hai apni khatir marna hai
hone do jo hota hai apne ko kya karna hai

To live for self, to die for self alone,
Let all things happen, we are not their own.
To live for self, to die for self alone,
Let all things happen, we are not their own.

Those who bear the world's weight, let them bear its pain,
We'll dance on streets, on pavements we will play again.
Those who bear the world's weight, let them bear its pain,
We'll dance on streets, on pavements we will play again.
Let them sigh and weep, those destined to that plight,
To live for self, to die for self's own light,
Let all things happen, we are not their own,
To live for self, to die for self alone,
Let all things happen, we are not their own.

When love's alms we sought, the world spat in our face,
So we kicked at the world, with the boot's harsh grace.
When love's alms we sought, the world spat in our face,
So we kicked at the world, with the boot's harsh grace.
Thus the days must pass, thus the years must flee,
To live for self, to die for self, wild and free,
Let all things happen, we are not their own,
To live for self, to die for self alone,
Let all things happen, we are not their own.

In this town, carefree souls, there are none like us,
While the world drowns in sorrow, we revel in the thus.
What can they understand, my brother, those like us?
In this town, carefree souls, there are none like us,
While the world drowns in sorrow, we revel in the thus.
To live, is to live, to die, is to die,
To live for self, to die for self, high,
Let all things happen, we are not their own,
To live for self, to die for self alone,
Let all things happen, we are not their own.