Ateet ke gham mann mein jhoolte hain,
Jawan khoon khaulta hai –
Sar par ab junoon hai sawaar,
Ab pakdenge khud insaaf ki talwaar!
Beete kal ke karz aanewaale kal se chukwayenge,
Aage dekhnewalon ko peeche mudwayenge:
Yeh duniya hil jaayegi,
Humein pehchaan mil jayegi!
Mann ka chor karta hai shor
Aur leader ki baatein karti hain zor.
Par dil mein dabbi awaaz kehti hai, “batta,
Iss sab mein masoomon ki kya hai khatta?”
Past sorrows have gripped my mind,
My young blood is restless for action –
My head is obsessed now,
To hold the sword of justice!
I will make tomorrow pay off yesterday’s debts,
I will force those facing forward to look behind:
The world will be shaken,
We will get recognition!
The thief of my mind is creating havoc
And my leader’s words insist on action.
But a voice buried deep in my heart asks,
“What is the fault of the innocents?”
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