hum yatimo ke jaisa bhi sansar me
koi bachha kahi besahara naa ho
jaise hum hai nasibo ke maare hue
aisa koi nasibo ka mara naa ho
hum yatimo ke jaisa bhi sansar me
koi bachha kahi besahara naa ho
hum yatimo ke jaisa bhi sansar me

aapne hath sar par agar rakh diya
to sawar jaayegi dukh bhari jindagi
aap dekhenge ek din humme se bhi
koi gandhi banega jawahar koi
koi gandhi banega jawahar koi
aaj to hum vo tuti hui naav hai
jiski kismat me koi kinara naa ho
jaise hum hai nasibo ke maare hue
aisa koi nasibo ka mara naa ho
hum yatimo ke jaisa bhi sansar me
koi bachha kahi besahara naa ho
hum yatimo ke jaisa bhi sansar me

sari duniya hai aankho me ujdi hui
sari duniya hai aankho me ujdi hui
koi kal ki baharo ka sapna nahi
koi kal ki baharo ka sapna nahi
aisa koi nahi dukh humara sune
gair hai sab yaha koi apna nahi
gair hai sab yaha koi apna nahi
har ghadi ho raha hai jo humpar sitam
ye sitam ab kisi par dobara naa ho
hum yatimo ke jaisa bhi sansar me
koi bachha kahi besahara naa ho

In a world like ours, a realm of the orphaned,
May no child be bereft, alone and forsaken.
Like us, struck by fate's cruel hand,
May none be as luckless, their hearts broken.
In a world like ours, a realm of the orphaned,
May no child be bereft, alone and forsaken.
In a world like ours, a realm of the orphaned.

If your hand rests on our heads, a blessing bestowed,
Our sorrowful lives will then bloom and be bright.
You will see, one day, from among us, arise,
A Gandhi, a Nehru, to lead us to light.
A Gandhi, a Nehru, to show us the way.
Today we are a boat, shattered, forlorn,
Whose destiny holds no shore, no land in sight.
Like us, struck by fate's cruel hand,
May none be as luckless, their hearts broken.
In a world like ours, a realm of the orphaned,
May no child be bereft, alone and forsaken.
In a world like ours, a realm of the orphaned.

The world, in our eyes, is a desolate place.
The world, in our eyes, is a desolate place.
No dreams of tomorrow, of blossoming spring,
No dreams of tomorrow, no joy we embrace.
None here to hear our sorrows and cries,
Strangers all around, no kinship we find.
The cruelty we suffer, each hour, each day,
May this torment, on others, never be defined.
In a world like ours, a realm of the orphaned,
May no child be bereft, alone and forsaken.