white bullettwa pe nikle jo phurrr phurr
white bullettwa pe nikle jo phurrr phurr
des pardes kaanpe re thurr thurr
sher ko chaara khilai diye churr murr

aisa apna karajwa ke baj gaya baja
aaya aaja bullett raja bullet raja
bullett raja bulett raja o haaye
bullett raja bullet raja bullett raja bullet raja

hey jaage jo wo suraj jage jaag jaag raato ko cheer de
hey aage jo wo peeche chale lakh lakh taaro ki bheed re
raja ye chalat chalat thamta nahi
raja ye dhadak dhadak darta nahi, hat ja aage se hurrr
sher ko chaara khilai diye churr murr
aisa apna karajwa ke baj gaya baaja
aaya aaja bullett raja bullett raja bullett raja bullett raja

hai maai ka laal behno ki dhaal ghaat ghaat yaaro ka yaar re
hai romance bhi romanch bhi aan baan lovero ki shaan re
dil jo laga le to laage lagan meera bhi nache re hoke magan
pakke lagata hai surrr

white bulletwa pe nikle jo phurrr phurr
white bulletwa pe nikle jo phurrr phurr
des pardes kaanpe re thurr thurr
sher ko chara khilai diye churr murr

aisa apna karajwa ke baj gaya baja
aaya aaja bullett raja bullett raja
hey bullett raja bullett raja bullett raja bullett raja
bullett raja bullett raja o ho

White bullet, a whisper on the wind,
White bullet, a whisper, a blurring spin.
Lands and horizons shiver and quake,
To the lion, a feast, a careless break.
And my heart, it drums a triumphant tune,
Here comes the King, arriving soon,
Bullet King, Bullet King, oh, he's here!
Bullet King, Bullet King, banish all fear.

When he awakes, the sun itself ignites,
Piercing the darkness, conquering nights.
When he advances, the shadows retreat,
Millions of stars, beneath his feet.
The King moves forward, never to cease,
The King's heartbeat, finding its peace,
Move aside, make way, let the spirit flow!
To the lion, a feast, a careless show.
And my heart, it drums a triumphant tune,
Here comes the King, arriving soon,
Bullet King, Bullet King, banish all fear!

He is a mother's son, a sister's shield,
A friend to all, across the field.
Romance and thrill, a thrilling delight,
The heart's true honor, burning ever bright.
If love takes hold, then passion's the call,
Even Mira dances, surrendering all,
He sets the course, and will not bend.
White bullet, a whisper on the wind,
White bullet, a whisper, a blurring spin.
Lands and horizons shiver and quake,
To the lion, a feast, a careless break.
And my heart, it drums a triumphant tune,
Here comes the King, arriving soon,
Bullet King, Bullet King, oh, he's here!
Bullet King, Bullet King, oh, ho!