kal tak mujhko gaurav tha, mai devtao ki hu santan
aaj magar hu aadha janwar, aaj hu mai aadha insan
kal tak meri dhadkan, dhadkan jiwan rag sunati thi
lekin aaj hai mere ang ang men jaise thanda ek shamshan
kaun pukara
kaun pukara dekho sab kuch badal gaya
koi pichhe chhut gaya hai, koi aage nikal gaya
aag ke hai yeh nag ke jo hai, lipte huye mere tan se
pairo se aur baju se, aur sine se aur gardan se

kaun pukara kaun pukara
kal tak mujhko gaurav tha, mai devtao kee hu santan
aaj magar hu aadha janwar, aaj hu mai aadha insan
kal tak meri dhadkan, dhadkan jiwan raag sunati thi
aaj hai mere ang ang men jaise thanda ek shamshan

dharti ki aankhen bhigi hai, aur ambar bhi rota hai
duniya men koi sab pata hai, aur koi sab khota hai
dharti ki aankhen bhigi hai, aur ambar bhi rota hai
duniya men koyi sab pata hai, aur koyi sab khota hai

jharne ho nadiya ke sagar, sab hai pani ke dhare
lekin in ankho ke aansu jaise pigle angare
chinkh rahi hai sari dishaye, koi disha khamosh nahi
dosh nahi hai tera lekin, phir bhi tu nirdosh nahi
dub naa jayey dooniya teri aansu ki iss baarish men
lagta hai tere dil aur aankhe dono hai iss sajish men

Yesterday, pride was my lineage, a child of gods I claimed,
But today, a beastly half, a fraction of a man I'm named.
Yesterday, each heartbeat sang a vibrant, living song,
But now, within each limb, a chilling graveyard throng.

Who called?
Who called and saw the world rearrange?
Someone left behind, another out of range.
Serpents of fire and of blight, they coil around my frame,
From foot to arm, from breast to throat, they whisper out my name.

Who called? Who called?
Yesterday, pride was my lineage, a child of gods I knew,
But today, a beastly half, a fragment of the human view.
Yesterday, each heartbeat sang a vibrant, living tune,
But now, within each limb, a silent, chilling moon.

The earth weeps tears of rain, the heavens overflow,
In this world, some acquire all, while others, they let go.
The earth weeps tears of rain, the heavens overflow,
In this world, some acquire all, while others, they let go.

From rivers to the ocean's keep, waters forever flow,
But tears that fall from these eyes, like embers, brightly glow.
The compass spins, the world cries out, no silence can be found,
No fault of yours, yet blamelessness cannot surround.
Lest the world should drown, in the deluge of your sorrow,
It seems your heart and eyes conspire, for a future to borrow.