taqdir ne bigad diye bante hue kaam mere
taqdir ne bigad diye bante hue kaam mere
ho ho kya karu ghanshyam
ho ho kya karu ghanshyam
taqdir ne bigad diye bante hue kaam mere
taqdir ne

main khusti ke ho jaiyega acha mera anjam
main khusti ke ho jaiyega acha mera anjam
phir kali ghata chha gai
phir kali ghata chha gai ho gai phir sham
ho ho kya karu ghanshyam
taqdir ne bigad diye bante hue kaam mere
taqdir ne

mata hai na zinda na pita ka hai sahara
mata hai na zinda na pita ka hai sahara
aakash pe nikla hua hai subha ka sitara
aakash pe nikla hua hai subha ka sitara
deti hai hawaye mujhe barbadi ka pegam
ho ho kya karu ghanshyam
taqdir ne bigad diye bante hue kaam mere
taqdir ne

Fate's cruel hand, it twists the threads I weave,
My hopes, my labors, stolen in their prime.
Oh, Krishna, what now can my heart believe?
Oh, Krishna, swallowed whole by passing time.
Fate's cruel hand, a thief of every dream.

I clung to hope, that joy would be my fate,
That light would dawn where now the shadows fall.
But darkness gathers, seals my closing gate,
And evening claims me, answering sorrow's call.
Oh, Krishna, what now can my heart create?
Fate's cruel hand, a thief of every dream.

No mother's warmth, no father's guiding light,
To shield me from the world's relentless sting.
A lone star rises in the morning's height,
A fragile promise that the winds now sing.
The winds they whisper ruin, day and night.
Oh, Krishna, what now can my spirit claim?
Fate's cruel hand, a thief of every dream.