jidhar se niklu ghur ghur ke dekhe mujhko log
haye na aata ye saal solhava na lagta ye rog
koi mera bachpan la de re, koi mera bachpan la de re
jawani banke kata khatake chalu main lakh pare
hat hat ke nazar se mare duniya jhaktke
koi meri jaan bach de re, koi mera bachpan la de re
jawani banke kata khatake chalu main lakh pare
hat hat ke nazar se mare duniya jhaktke
koi meri jaan bacha de re, koi mera bachpan la de re

bich bazariya nikalu bhi to apna ang chhupaye
bich bazariya nikalu bhi to apna ang chhupaye
fir bhi mere roop ki khusbu duniya ko aa jaye
kahe bani main phul koi fir kali bana de re
koi mera bachpan la de re, koi mera bachpan la de re
jawani banke kata khatake chalu main lakh pare
hat hat ke nazar se mare duniya jhaktke
koi meri jaan bach de re, koi mera bachpan la de re

sote sote jagu jaise sans ho rukta rukta
sote sote jagu jaise sans ho rukta rukta
kahi lage na chot badan fir kyu hai dukhta dukhta
apni nindiya so na saku ye kon jaga de rey
koi mera bachpan la de re, koi mera bachpan la de re
jawani banke kata khatake chalu main lakh pare
hat hat ke nazar se mare duniya jhaktke
koi meri jaan bach de re, koi mera bachpan la de re
jawani banke kata khatake chalu main lakh pare
hat hat ke nazar se mare duniya jhaktke
koi meri jaan bach de re, koi mera bachpan la de re

Where I walk, eyes bore, a judging gaze,
Oh, if this sixteenth year had not begun, nor this disease.
Someone bring back my childhood, oh, someone bring it back to me.
Youth, a thorn, pricks, and I wander, a million miles away.
Shunning eyes strike, the world's harsh jolts.
Someone save my soul, oh, someone bring back my childhood to me.
Youth, a thorn, pricks, and I wander, a million miles away.
Shunning eyes strike, the world's harsh jolts.
Someone save my soul, oh, someone bring back my childhood to me.

Through the marketplace, I pass, hiding my form,
Yet, the fragrance of my beauty, the world still does adorn.
Why was I made a flower? Someone, make me a bud again.
Someone bring back my childhood, oh, someone bring it back to me.
Youth, a thorn, pricks, and I wander, a million miles away.
Shunning eyes strike, the world's harsh jolts.
Someone save my soul, oh, someone bring back my childhood to me.

Sleeping, I wake as if breath itself may cease,
Sleeping, I wake as if breath itself may cease.
No wound on my body, yet why does it ache in unrest?
I cannot sleep my own sleep, who awakens me so?
Someone bring back my childhood, oh, someone bring it back to me.
Youth, a thorn, pricks, and I wander, a million miles away.
Shunning eyes strike, the world's harsh jolts.
Someone save my soul, oh, someone bring back my childhood to me.
Youth, a thorn, pricks, and I wander, a million miles away.
Shunning eyes strike, the world's harsh jolts.
Someone save my soul, oh, someone bring back my childhood to me.