ab smaa jaye dono ke bich me yha bat
duniya me khilono ki tarah bikte hai insaan
duniya bnane wale duniya bnane wale
utar aasaman se apna jah badal le hrame jahan se
duniya bnane wale

do char din ke waste duniya me aake dekh
julmo sitam hameri trah khud utha ke dekh
jo kuch gujar rhi hai sath is jban se
duniya bnane wale

mar mar ke jeenda rhana koi dil lagi nhi
shyad teri nigaha me ham aadami nhi
shikwa sitam na jaye kahi ab jban pe
duniya bnane wale
utar aasaman se apna jah badal le hrame jahan se
duniya bnane wale

Now let this truth reside, a space between,
Where human souls are bartered, things unseen.
Creator, architect of this grand sphere,
Descend, and shed the cloak you choose to wear.
From minds like ours, rebuild this world anew,
Creator.

Come, witness life, a fleeting, sunlit stage,
And feel the weight of our relentless rage.
Endure the blows, the cruelties we face,
The words that bleed from every time and place.
What burns within, the truths we cannot hide,
Creator.

To live and bear the scars is not a game,
Perhaps in your vast eyes, we are not the same.
No more complaints, no grievance shall be spun,
Creator.
Descend, and shed the cloak you choose to wear,
Creator.