balma haye haye balma haye haye
balma haye haye balma haye haye

balma hamar, balma hamar haye haye
balma hamar motor car le ke aayo re
car le ke aayo balma hamar motor car le ke aayo re
car le ke aayo ha car le ke aayo, ha ha
car le ke aayo ha par udhar le ke aayo
balma hamar motor car le ke aayo re
car le ke aayo

oro ki motorva ma gajan gadalwa
oro ki motorva ma gajan gadalwa
sajana motorva ma sajana motorva me
khatiya bichhave balma hamar motor car le ke aayo re
car le ke aayo

oro ki motarva ma horan bajat hai
oro ki motarva ma horan bajat hai
oro ki motarva ma horan bajat hai
horan bajat hai saiya kanjus, saiya kanjus
muh se po po bajave rey po po bajave rey
balma hamar motor car le ke aayo re
car le ke aayo

oro ki motarva to chale petrol se
oro ki motarva to chale petrol se
oro ki motarva to chale petrol se
chale petrol se balma hamar hoye hoye balma hamar hoye hoye
balma hamar dhaka deyi deyi chalave deyi deyi chalave
balma hamar motor car le ke aayo re car le ke aayo

car le ke aayo ha car le ke aayo, ha ha
car le ke aayo ha par udhar le ke aayo
balma hamar motor car le ke aayo re
car le ke aayo

Beloved, oh, beloved, a cry in the night,
Beloved, oh, beloved, bathed in pale moonlight.

My beloved, oh, my beloved, a phantom in time,
My beloved brings a motorcar, a vision sublime,
He brings a car, he brings a car, a promise untold,
He brings a car, ah, yes, a story to unfold,
He brings a car, but takes it away, a fleeting grace,
My beloved brings a motorcar, in this desolate space,
He brings a car.

In others' motorcars, the clouds drift high,
In others' motorcars, the clouds drift by,
My love's motorcar, my love's motorcar,
A bed he makes, my beloved, a star afar,
My beloved brings a motorcar, a dream so rare,
He brings a car.

In others' motorcars, the horns loudly call,
In others' motorcars, horns answer all,
The horns they blare, my love, he's a miser true,
He plays the "po po" with his breath, it's what he'll do,
My beloved brings a motorcar, a whispered plea,
He brings a car.

Others' cars run on a fuel we know,
Others' cars run, the rivers flow,
Others' cars run on petrol's light,
My beloved, oh, my beloved, he fights the night,
He pushes it, he pushes it, to make it move,
My beloved brings a motorcar, in a desperate groove,
He brings a car.

He brings a car, ah, he brings a car, the world in sway,
He brings a car, but takes it away, come what may,
My beloved brings a motorcar, a fleeting art,
He brings a car.