Jude Hain Yeh Kaise Anmol Rishte..

Mitti ke putlon se jude hain yeh kaise anmol rishte..

Bas dil ki dhadkon se jaise saanse ho kheech te..

Har raah pe hai bassi mandi, 

Dosti se lekar jahan bikti hai rishte ki dori..

Bik gaya raja to bik gayi hai rani 

Ab hai yahan sab dil se bikhari..

Maya ne loot liya dikha ke daulat ki chamak..

Aandhe ho gaye hain dil aur 

Dimaag se yeh lalach ke pujari..

Bik gayi sharam se mitti kabhi thi jo anmol, 

Ab naachta hai paisa udh ke sone aur chandi ke mol..

Kahan kho gayi woh mala motiyon wali, 

Jis mein sajji thi khushali naseebo wali..

Ab badlta musam bi lagta hai mitti se khafa sa..

Nafrat ki lehar hai hawaon mein 

Jalan se tapp gaya hai mahol jahan ka.. 

Ab kahan apno mein se koi lagta apna, 

Bas deekhava hai jhoote 

Pyaar ka pehn ke chasma..

Badla hai aur badal jayega yeh panna   

Bas phir koi aur qalam hogi aur ek naya panna.