ek chidiya bina par ki
shahjadi kisi ghar ki
ek chidiya bina par ki
shahjadi kisi ghar ki
bolo wo kaun hain
wo main hi to hu
wo kaun hain
wo main hi to hu
ek chidiya bina par ki

shahjadi nahi maharani hain
sab jane hain pagal siyani hain
kaam ki na kaaj ki dushman anaaj ki
kahe bechari ke pichhe padi ho
are aurat ho ya koi chadi ho
ye fikar jise hain ghar bhar ki
bahar ki bhitar ki
bolo bolo kaun hain
wo main hi to hu
ha kaun hain
wo main hi to hu

bahar bhasan ghar me bhasan
bhasan bina pachta nahi rashan
aaha bhasan bina pachta nahi rashan
ae mano ji mano maa ji ka shashan
dekho na dole unka shashan
wo bijli agar kadki
to khair nahi kisi sar ki
bhala wo kaun hain
wo main hi to hu
kaun hain
wo main hi to hu

aage pichhe koi kuch bhi kahe
wo apni duniya me khoyi rahe
aage pichhe koi kuch bhi kahe
wo apni duniya me khoyi rahe
phul chunti rahe roj baago se
baat karti rahe chand taaro se
jiske ghar jayegi usko rulayegi
kahe kisi ke angana me jayegi
yahi rahegi sabko satayegi
ek ladki phir sar ki
baat kare hain bepar ki
are tej badi mukaddar ki
raunak hain isi ghar ki
bolo wo kaun hai
wo main hi to hu
ha kaun hain
wo main hi to hu
wo main hi to hu
wo main hi to hu

A bird, bereft of wings,
A princess within these walls, it sings.
A bird, bereft of wings,
A princess where life's essence clings.
Tell me, who can it be?
It is I, eternally.
Who could it truly be?
It is I, for all to see.
A bird, bereft of wings.

A princess, no, a queen, she reigns,
All know her, through sun and rains.
Of little use, a foe to grain,
Why chase this one with such disdain?
Be it woman, or a staff of wood,
Whose heart is for the household good,
Both within and without's domain?
Tell me, tell me, who is she?
It is I, for all to be.
Yes, who could she possibly be?
It is I, for all eternity.

Outside, speeches, within, the same,
Without them, the rations, they cannot tame.
Ah, without them, the rations, they cannot tame.
Obey, believe, the mother's claim,
Behold her throne, it knows no shame,
If lightning strikes in her command,
No head shall stand, nor take a stand.
Who is this, tell me, who?
It is I, forever true.
Who is it, through and through?
It is I, and only I, in view.

Whatever others say and deem,
Lost in her world, a vibrant dream.
Whatever others say and deem,
Lost in her world, a vibrant dream.
She picks the blooms from gardens fair,
Conversing with the moonlit air.
Whose home she enters, she'll bring tears,
Why venture forth, dispelling fears?
She'll stay right here, to haunt all years,
A girl who roams, with head held high,
Speaks without reason, to the sky.
Of destiny, her fate will fly.
A radiant gleam in the family's eye.
Tell me, who is she, tell me who?
It is I, and only I, it's true.
Yes, who is she, coming into view?
It is I, me, and only me, anew.
It is I, and only I, it's true.
It is I, and only I, in view.