wo hi nayi subah, par roshni wahi zarur hai
soti jab duniya, yahan jaagne ka dastur hai
yaha chalta nahi hai koi
bas bhag rahe hai sare
aur jo ruk gaya uska jeena fizool hai
aye hawa aane de chal, thoka

sapne leke aate hai yahan sare
kismat phooti, duniya luti hare
kabhi, ratton pe ye bitha de
kabhi, tujhe ye ram de
bombay bombay tararam pam
bombay bombay city never slips
bombay bombay tararam pam
bombay bombay city never slips
bombay bombay tararam pam
bombay bombay badi hi ajib
bombay bombay tararam pam

local ki patri, dhadkan iski
chai ki thapri, mehfil iski
raunak ki dekho yahan bharmar hai
lamhon me yaha, saalo ki raftar hai

har kone ke chehre hai yahan bahre
masti rang raliyon ke hai ye mare
yahan hawa mein hi nasha hai
yahan nashili raahe
bombay bombay tararam pam
bombay bombay city never slips
bombay bombay tararam pam
bombay bombay city never slips
bombay bombay tararam pam
bombay bombay badi hi ajib
bombay bombay tararam pam
hey ho ha ha
hey ho ha ha

do chai pani, do chai pani
do chai pani, do chai pani

shala ye shehar bhi ajib hai
jannat se dur par mannat ke karib hai
mangta mehnat aur chalta sirf nasib hai
building to sab bahut solid hai yaha
par rishton me woh baat kaha
aaj idhar kal udhar
kisko malum kal guzri raat kaha
koi apna nahi koi saga nahi
aisa kaun hai jisko mili saza nahi
bhook se nahi hai mara mari
par khudgarzi aur lachari
pehle kaun aage jaye
teri ya meri gadi ha
mumbai, mumbai

The dawn arrives anew, yet the light remains, assured,
While the world slumbers, here, awakening's custom endured.
Here, it's not enough to simply be,
All are racing, recklessly.
To pause, to linger, is to live in vain.
Oh, wind, carry the beat, the rhythm, the refrain.

Dreams they bring, all who gather here,
Broken fate, the world they fear.
Sometimes, on the nights, it will seat you high,
Sometimes, it will consume you, let you die.
Bombay Bombay, tararam pam,
Bombay Bombay, city never slips.
Bombay Bombay, tararam pam,
Bombay Bombay, city never slips.
Bombay Bombay, tararam pam,
Bombay Bombay, this city is a trip.
Bombay Bombay, tararam pam.

The local's tracks, its heartbeat's call,
Tea stalls' embrace, where stories enthrall,
Glittering abundance is all around,
Years speed past, in moments profound.

Faces in every corner, a myriad gleam,
In revelry of colors, lost in a dream.
Intoxication breathes the air,
Intoxicating paths appear.
Bombay Bombay, tararam pam,
Bombay Bombay, city never slips.
Bombay Bombay, tararam pam,
Bombay Bombay, city never slips.
Bombay Bombay, tararam pam,
Bombay Bombay, this city is a trip.
Bombay Bombay, tararam pam.
Hey ho ha ha, hey ho ha ha,
Two teas, water too,
Two teas, water too.

This city, this strange place it seems,
Far from paradise, yet close to dreams.
It demands labor, runs on destiny's whims,
Buildings stand, solid and strong,
But in relationships, where did it go wrong?
Here today, gone tomorrow,
Who knows where the past night has flown?
None are truly their own, none are close,
Who has escaped punishment, who knows?
Not by hunger, the struggle's defined,
But by selfishness, the hearts entwined.
Who will move ahead, who first to see,
Your or my carriage, eternally.
Mumbai, Mumbai.