rotee na kisee ko kisee ko motiyon ka dher
bhagwan tere raaj mein andher hai andher
andher hai andher
rotee na kisee ko kisee ko motiyon ka dher
bhagwan tere raaj mein andher hai andher
andher hai andher

duniya mein janm lete hee koee ameer hai
koee janm se maut tak bana faqeer hai
duniya mein janm lete hee koee ameer hai
koee janm se maut tak bana faqeer hai
ham is janam mein bhogate hai us janm ka pher
bhagwan tere raaj mein andher hai andher
andher hai andher

tumane basaaya tha ye jaha ke ye phule phale
lekin yaha to aadamee se aadamee jale
tumane basaaya tha ye jaha ke ye phule phale
lekin yaha to aadamee se aadamee jale
ladake se baap hai juda bhaee ka bhaee se bair
bhagwan tere raaj mein andher hai andher
andher hai andher

he bhagwan he bhagwan
duniya teree bigad gayee daulat ke vaaste
majahab ko bhee ye chale matalav ke raaste
duniya teree bigad gayee daulat ke vaaste
majahab ko bhee ye chale matalav ke raaste
insaan hoke karate hai insaan hee se bair
bhagwan tere raaj mein andher hai andher
andher hai andher

rotee na kisee ko kisee ko motiyon ka dher
bhagwan tere raaj mein andher hai andher
andher hai andher
andher hai andher

No bread for some, for others, pearls that gleam,
In God's domain, a darkness, a cruel dream,
A darkness, a cruel dream.
No bread for some, for others, pearls that gleam,
In God's domain, a darkness, a cruel dream,
A darkness, a cruel dream.

From birth, some wealthy, a gilded start,
While others live as paupers, torn apart,
From birth, some wealthy, a gilded start,
While others live as paupers, torn apart,
We bear the burden of a past, a bitter tear,
In God's domain, a darkness, a cruel dream,
A darkness, a cruel dream.

You fashioned this world to flourish and to bloom,
Yet here, man burns man, sealed in a tomb,
You fashioned this world to flourish and to bloom,
Yet here, man burns man, sealed in a tomb,
Son from father, brother's hate, a chilling fear,
In God's domain, a darkness, a cruel dream,
A darkness, a cruel dream.

Oh God, oh God,
Your world decays, for fortune's fleeting hold,
Even faith now walks the path of gold,
Your world decays, for fortune's fleeting hold,
Even faith now walks the path of gold,
Man against man, a war held ever near,
In God's domain, a darkness, a cruel dream,
A darkness, a cruel dream.

No bread for some, for others, pearls that gleam,
In God's domain, a darkness, a cruel dream,
A darkness, a cruel dream,
A darkness, a cruel dream.