sun mere nanhe sun mere munne sunle ek kahani
bahut dino ki bat hai ek tha raja ek thi rani
raja rani ke ghar me tha rajkumar ek pyara
ek ke dil ka tukda tha wo, ek ki aankh ka tara
ek din raja ka man chaha, chal kar kare shikar
nikal pada hoke ek nile ghode pe sawar
aur malun hai wo kya kahata ja rha tha

chal mere ghode tik tik tik, chal mere ghode tik tik tik
rukne ka tu nam na lena chalna tera kam
chal mere ghode tik tik tik, chal mere ghode tik tik tik
rukne ka tu nam na lena chalna tera kam
chal mere ghode tik tik tik, chal mere ghode tik tik tik

chalte chalte uske aage aaya ek pahad
chalte chalte uske aage aaya ek pahad
raja man hi man ghabraya kaise hoga par
itne me ek panchi bola apne pankh utar
pankh bane hai ye himmat ke le or hoja par
pankh laga ke ghode ko raj me daud lagayi
dene lagi hawao me fir ye aawaz sunai kya maa
chal mere ghode tik tik tik, chal mere ghode tik tik tik
rukne ka tu nam na lena chalna tera kam
chal mere ghode tik tik tik, chal mere ghode tik tik tik

lekar raja ko ek ban me aaya nila ghoda
lekar raja ko ek ban me aaya nila ghoda
dekh ke ek chanchal hirni ko uske piche dauda
lekin paas jo pahucha to dekho kismat ki karni
rup me us chanchal hirni ke nikli jadugarni
palat le jadugarni ne jadu ka teer jo choda
tota ban kar rah gaya raja, pathar ban kar ghoda
fie kya huaa maa, fir kya huaa, fir raaja kaise kahata
chal mere ghode tik tik tik, chal mere ghode tik tik tik
rukne ka tu nam na lena chalna tera kam
chal mere ghode tik tik tik, chal mere ghode tik tik tik

idhar mahal me rah dekhte vyakul ho gayi rani
rajkumar ke komal mukh par bhi chayi virani
tab ishwar se dono ne ro ro kari pukar
de de hame hamara raja
jag ke palan har re o jag ke palan har
jag ke palan har re o jag ke palan har

sun kar unki vinti dur gagan me jwala ek bhadki
jadugarnini ke sar par ek jor ki bijli kadki
tote se fir nikla raja or pathar se ghoda
rajmahal ki or bhi jor se dauda or bola
chal mere ghode tik tik tik, chal mere ghode tik tik tik
rukne ka tu nam na lena chalna tera kam
chal mere ghode tik tik tik, chal mere ghode tik tik tik

dekh ke raja ko aate rani phuli na samai
rajmahal ke dwar pe jhatpat daudi daudi aayi
raja aaya raja aaya bola rajkumar
apne hatho se rani ne jakar khola dwar

Listen, my darling, listen, my little one, a tale I spin,
Of days long past, a king, a queen, and where to begin.
A prince they held, a treasure bright, within their royal keep,
A fragment of their very hearts, a secret they would keep.
One day the king, a hunter's call, to chase the wild, he yearned,
Upon a steed of azure hue, his eager spirit burned.
And listen close, the words he sang, as onward he would roam:

"Tick, tick, my steed, go forth with speed,
Let naught impede, your destined deed.
Your only task, to never cease,
Tick, tick, my steed, find inner peace!"

Before him rose a mountain high, a challenge in his way,
The king's heart quaked, a silent plea, "How shall I win the day?"
Then spoke a bird, its wings unfurled, a gift of courage bold,
"Take these, and soar, beyond the world, a story to be told."
With wings affixed, the king gave rein, the azure horse took flight,
And through the wind, the cry again, echoed with all its might:

"Tick, tick, my steed, go forth with speed,
Let naught impede, your destined deed.
Your only task, to never cease,
Tick, tick, my steed, find inner peace!"

The blue horse brought him to a wood, where shadows danced and played,
A nimble deer, misunderstood, his eager chase betrayed.
He neared the prize, his heart alight, but fate had other art,
For in the deer, a sorceress bright, a wicked, cruel heart.
Her magic's dart, a poisoned sting, a spell of dark design,
The king became a parrot's wing, the horse, a stone divine.
"What happened then, oh tell me true?" the boy would start to plead,
How did the king, his journey through, find what he did not need?

"Tick, tick, my steed, go forth with speed,
Let naught impede, your destined deed.
Your only task, to never cease,
Tick, tick, my steed, find inner peace!"

Within the palace, filled with dread, the queen's heart filled with woe,
And on the prince, a pall was spread, as tears began to flow.
They cried to God, in fervent prayer, their voices soft and low,
"Return our king, beyond compare, from trials he must know,
Sustainer of the universe, our hope, our guiding star!"

Their plea arose, a fiery burst, a lightning's burning scar,
Upon the witch, a bolt did fall, her wicked power undone,
The parrot freed, beyond recall, the horse, no longer stone.
He raced ahead, towards the keep, the king's heart filled with glee,
He whispered then, from slumber deep, his song of destiny:

"Tick, tick, my steed, go forth with speed,
Let naught impede, your destined deed.
Your only task, to never cease,
Tick, tick, my steed, find inner peace!"

The queen, she saw, her joy unbound, her spirit taking flight,
She rushed ahead, without a sound, to greet her shining knight,
The prince he cried, "The king has come!"
The queen did open wide the door, and all their hearts became one.