maiya ke bina beta
o maiya ke bina beta
jaise panchi kate par ka
na ghar ka na bahar ka
ho maiya ke bina beta

samay se bhojan tak na mile
use lori kaun sunaye re
khilne ki falne ki umar me haye
phulwa murjha jaye re
wo phulwa murjha jaye re
mata ke liye jo chandan
apni mata ke liye jo chandan
wahi dard auro ke sar ka
na ghar ka na bahar ka
ho mayya ke bina beta

har koi usko aankhe dikhaye
har koi dutkare
ek aachal ki chaya bina jag
sara bairi hua re
use har koi dutkare
mol koi na samjha
yaha mol koi na samjhaye
allah ki dharohar ka
na ghar ka na bahar ka
ho maiya ke bina beta

chota sa ek shabd hai maa par
badi hai jimmedari
bacho ki khatir har dukh haskar
sahti hai maa bechari
dukh sahti hai maa bechari
baki sab rishto me
o baki sab rishto me
pyar hota hai upar ka
na ghar ka na bahar ka
ho maiya ke bina beta

dhup sahi barsate nikali
sone ki deh galai hai
tab kahi jake bete ko maa
is manjil par la payi hai
is manjil par la payi hai
dukhiya ke bete ne
ek dukhiya ke bete ne
pad paya hai aadar ka
na ghar na bahar ka
ho maiya ke bina beta

bichde hue mil jate hai lekin
der badi ho jati hai
ek choti si bhul bhi humko
kitna khun rulati hai
hume kitna khun rulati hai
rah jata hai man ko
o rah jata hai man ko
pachtawa umar ka
na ghar ka na bahar ka
ho maiya ke bina beta
jaise panchi kate par ka
na ghar ka na bahar ka
ho maiya ke bina beta

A son without a mother, oh, a son without a mother,
Like a bird with clipped wings, belonging nowhere, nowhere,
Oh, a son without a mother.

From meals on time to lullabies unheard, who'll sing to him?
In blossoming years, alas, the flower withers, dims,
That flower withers, fading away.
For the mother, a sandalwood scent,
For his own mother, this sandalwood scent,
Yet the pain is on another's head,
Belonging nowhere, nowhere, oh, a son without a mother.

Each one casts eyes of scorn, each one pushes him away,
Without the shadow of a sheltering veil, the whole world turns enemy, they say.
He is scorned by all, no one understands,
Here, no one understands, the treasure of Allah, the divine.
Belonging nowhere, nowhere, oh, a son without a mother.

A small word, "mother," yet a heavy burden she bears,
For her children's sake, every sorrow, she laughs and shares,
That sorrow, she bears, that mother, she does.
In all other bonds, in all other bonds,
Love is a surface thing, belonging nowhere, nowhere,
Oh, a son without a mother.

She endures the sun, the rains she braves, melts her golden frame,
Only then, a mother, brings her son to this aim,
To this aim, she brings him.
The son of a grieving soul,
That son of a grieving soul, attains a place of honor, fame.
Belonging nowhere, nowhere, oh, a son without a mother.

Those separated reunite, but the delay is vast,
A tiny mistake makes us weep, makes the tears overflow fast,
How much the tears flow from us all.
Regret remains in the heart,
Oh, regret remains in the heart, for all the age of our time.
Belonging nowhere, nowhere, oh, a son without a mother,
Like a bird with clipped wings, belonging nowhere, nowhere,
Oh, a son without a mother.