A wind invades your slumber at midnight,
Bringing you poisoned gifts of progress,
Progress turns away from the fading lights,
Hiding from a crime unconfessed,
Through the trenches and noxious stenches,
Come the clouds of impending disaster,
Broken dreams and industrial schemes,
Innocent puppets with a corporate master.
Mothers without daughters,
Daughters without fathers,
Fathers without brothers,
Brothers without mothers,
Mothers without brothers,
Brothers without fathers,
Fathers without daughters,
Daughters without mothers.
In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears,
A nightmare flows in a river of tears,
A breathless state of corporeal greed,
A blindness to life makes the soul bleed.
Sister, your eyes burn with tears,
Never to wake up in the morning,
Brother, you are breathless with fear,
To forever live in mourning.
The heart of India shattered, bodies scattered,
The fabric of society tattered,
I ask you, what does it matter,
When there’s a profit to be made?
Mothers without daughters,
Daughters without fathers,
Fathers without brothers,
Brothers without mothers,
Mothers without brothers,
Brothers without fathers,
Fathers without daughters,
Daughters without mothers.
In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears,
A nightmare flows in a river of tears,
A breathless state of corporeal greed,
A blindness to life makes the soul bleed
Bringing you poisoned gifts of progress,
Progress turns away from the fading lights,
Hiding from a crime unconfessed,
Through the trenches and noxious stenches,
Come the clouds of impending disaster,
Broken dreams and industrial schemes,
Innocent puppets with a corporate master.
Mothers without daughters,
Daughters without fathers,
Fathers without brothers,
Brothers without mothers,
Mothers without brothers,
Brothers without fathers,
Fathers without daughters,
Daughters without mothers.
In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears,
A nightmare flows in a river of tears,
A breathless state of corporeal greed,
A blindness to life makes the soul bleed.
Sister, your eyes burn with tears,
Never to wake up in the morning,
Brother, you are breathless with fear,
To forever live in mourning.
The heart of India shattered, bodies scattered,
The fabric of society tattered,
I ask you, what does it matter,
When there’s a profit to be made?
Mothers without daughters,
Daughters without fathers,
Fathers without brothers,
Brothers without mothers,
Mothers without brothers,
Brothers without fathers,
Fathers without daughters,
Daughters without mothers.
In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears,
A nightmare flows in a river of tears,
A breathless state of corporeal greed,
A blindness to life makes the soul bleed
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