nafarat se jinhe tum dekhate ho
tum marate ho jinhe thokar
kya un pe guzarati hai dekho
ek bar kabhi ghayal ho kar
zamane ki ankho ne dekha hai yaro
sada apani duniya me aisa nazara
kabhi unako phulo se puja hai sabane
kabhi unako phulo se puja hai sabane
kabhi jinako logo ne patthar se mara
zamane ki ankho ne dekha hai yaro

pise na jahan tak patthar pe mehadi
kisi bhi tarah rag lati nahi hai
hazaro jagah thokare kha na le jab tak
koi zindagi muskarati nahi hai
bina khud mare kisako jannat mili hai
bina khud mare kisako jannat mili hai
bina dukh sahe kisane jivan sanvara
zamane ki ankho ne dekha hai yaro

bhanvar se jo ghabara ke pichhe hate hai
dubo di hai maujo ne unaki hi naiya
jo tufan se takara ke age badhe hai
bina koi manjhi bina hi khivaiya
kabhi na kabhi to kahi na kahi par
kabhi na kabhi to kahi na kahi par
hamesha hi unako mila hai kinara
zamane ki ankho ne dekha hai yaro

yahan adami ko sabak dosti ka
sikhate hue jo lahu me nahaya
masiha bana aur gandhi bana vo
hazaro dilo me yahan ghar banaya
unhi ki bani hai yahan yadagare
unhi ki bani hai yahan yadagare
unhi ka zamane me chamaka sitara
zamane ki ankho ne dekha hai yaro

The ones you scorn with hateful gaze,
The ones you wound with every blow,
Consider what their spirits face,
If you were broken, lying low.
The world's own eyes have witnessed, friends,
This cycle, ever turning round,
Where once with flowers, homage bends,
Where once with flowers, praise is found,
Then stones are hurled upon the ground.
The world's own eyes have seen it, friends.

Unless the henna's crushed to dust,
Upon the stone, its color stays concealed,
Unless through suffering, we adjust,
No life's true smile is ever revealed.
Who finds paradise, and does not die?
Who finds paradise, and does not die?
Who shapes their life, with no pain to wield?
The world's own eyes have seen it, friends.

The ones who fear the ocean's swirl,
Their boats are swallowed by the tide,
Who face the storm, their sails unfurl,
With no captain, no one to confide,
But somewhere, sometime, they will be found,
But somewhere, sometime, they will be found,
Always a shore, where peace can abide.
The world's own eyes have seen it, friends.

The man who taught compassion's way,
And bathed in blood, his lessons clear,
He became a Christ, a Gandhi's day,
And built a home in hearts held dear.
Their monuments, forever stay,
Their monuments, forever stay,
Their stars still shine, dispelling fear.
The world's own eyes have seen it, friends.