fariyad kare hum to zamane se gire hai
wo darde jigar de to koi kuch nahi kahta
hum fariyad karte hai to ho jate hai badnaam
wo katal bhi kar de to koi kuch nahi kahta

meri barbadi meri barbadi par mera dil hi badnaam hai
meri barbadi par mera dil hi badnaam hai
wo hasee rote huye baitha hai jiska kam hai
meri barbadi par mera dil hi badnaam hai
lagake aankh me kajal sawar ke baithe hai
wahi to hai jo mujhe katal karke baithe hai
wo hasee rote huye baitha hai jiska kam hai
meri barbadi par mera dil hi badnaam hai

dard hai dil ki khata jo bhi kaho wo kam hai
varna ye samjhte tum hi tum se umang hai
ab kya kahu aayi mere hontho pe hasi kyun
wo loote sitam mai zara bolu to sitam hai
meri khamoshi meri khamoshi
bhi ab to mujh par ek ilzaam hai
meri khamoshi bhi ab to mujh par ek ilzaam hai
husn ko badnaam karna aashiko ka kaam hai
meri khamoshi bhi ab to mujh par ek ilzaam hai

We plead, and the world casts us down,
They inflict the wound, no word is found.
We cry out, and our names are defiled,
They slay us, and silence is the shroud.

My ruin, upon my ruin, my heart bears the blame,
My ruin, upon my ruin, my heart bears the shame.
That beauty weeps, the work is theirs to claim,
My ruin, upon my ruin, my heart bears the name.
With kohl-lined eyes, they preen and they rise,
They are the ones who murdered before my eyes.
That beauty weeps, the work is theirs to claim,
My ruin, upon my ruin, my heart bears the name.

The ache is the heart's fault, whatever you say, it's their deed,
Otherwise, you would understand, you, the very seed.
What to say now, why a smile graces my lips?
To speak of the pain they inflict, is a burden indeed.
My silence, my silence,
Even now, it’s a burden I bleed.
My silence, even now, it’s a burden I bleed.
To defame beauty is the lover's need.
My silence, even now, it’s a burden I bleed.