kisi ke kuche me gardan
kisi ke kuche me gardan katane jate hai katane jate hai
kisi ke kuche me gardan katane jate hai katane jate hai
jigar ki pyas lahu
jigar ki pyas lahu se bujhane jate hai bujhane jate hai
jigar ki pyas lahu se bujhane jate hai bujhane jate hai

kafan lapet ke
kafan lapet ke sar se kisi ki mahfil me kisi ki mahfil me
kafan lapet ke sar se kisi ki mahfil me kisi ki mahfil me
ye aaj apni kaza ko aji kaza ko
ye aaj apni kaza ko bulane jate hai bulane jate hai
ye aaj apni kaza ko bulane jate hai bulane jate hai

kaza bhi ruthi hui hai khafa hai wo but bhi
kaza bhi ruthi hui hai khafa hai wo but bhi
hum aaj dono me
hum aaj dono me ek ko manane jate hai manane jate hai
hum aaj dono me ek ko manane jate hai manane jate hai

ye sunke khun shahido ka rang lata hai
ye sunke khun shahido ka rang lata hai
ye aaj apne lahu me
ye aaj apne lahu me nahane jate hai nahane jate hai
ye aaj apne lahu me nahane jate hai nahane jate hai

suna hai dard ke badhne se dard ghatata hai
suna hai dard ke badhne se dard ghatata hai
hamara darde mohabbat
hamara darde mohabbat badhane jate hai badhane jate hai
hamara darde mohabbat badhane jate hai badhane jate hai

To the lover's embrace, the neck descends,
To the lover's embrace, where the blade intends.
A thirst of the heart, with blood to appease,
A thirst of the heart, finding no ease.

Shrouded in white, head bowed in grace,
Into the beloved's crowded space.
To call upon fate, this very day,
To call upon fate, come what may.

Fate is angered, the beloved's ire,
Fate is angered, fueling the fire.
To reconcile both, this day we strive,
To reconcile both, to keep love alive.

The martyr's blood, a vibrant hue,
The martyr's blood, forever new.
To bathe in its crimson, a sacred rite,
To bathe in its crimson, in fading light.

They say that pain, when it blooms and swells,
They say that pain, its own silence tells.
Our love's deep ache, we now increase,
Our love's deep ache, for inner peace.