chale aao chale ao chale aao chale aao
surili si koi siti vahi siti badi mithi
purane rail ke dibbe hari jhandi wo pagdandi
mujhe aawaz deti hai sabhi parwaaz kahti hai
kisi ke shabnami palko ke saye me
chale aao chale ao chale aao chale aao

hue the kal jo anjaane lage hai yaad wo aane
kisi ka bhiga hai anchal kahi khamosh hai payal
duao jaisa wo kajal wo ankhe suni suni si
thi jinme hariyali mujhe aawaz deti hai

kaha honge wo badal kaha milte wo mausam
nahi thamta hai chalta pal jaha makhmal si thi barish
vahi milne ki hai khwaish wahi moti
wahi sipi awaz deti hai
chale aao chale ao chale aao chale aao

surili si koi siti vahi siti badi mithi
purane rail ke dibbe hari jhandi wo pagdandi
mujhe aawaz deti hai sabhi parwaaz kahti hai
kisi ke shabhnami palko ke saye me
chale aao chale ao chale aao chale aao
chale aao chale ao chale aao chale aao
chale aao chale ao chale aao chale aao

Come, oh come, oh come, oh come,
A whistle's song, a sweet, soft hum,
Old train cars, the green flag's sway,
The path calls, beckoning me to stay.
It whispers flight on every breeze,
Beneath the shade of dewy trees,
Come, oh come, oh come, oh come.

The unknown days, they now return,
Memories ignite, and softly burn.
A tear-soaked veil, a silent chime,
A hidden anklet, lost to time.
Prayers condensed in kohl so deep,
Eyes, once verdant, now asleep,
Calling me from days of old.

Where are the clouds, the seasons' grace?
Where does the velvet rain embrace?
The endless moment, never still,
Where gentle rain descends at will.
The yearning for that place remains,
Where pearls reside and the seashell reigns,
The voices call me from afar.
Come, oh come, oh come, oh come.

A whistle's song, a sweet, soft hum,
Old train cars, the green flag's come,
The path calls, beckoning me to stay.
It whispers flight on every breeze,
Beneath the shade of dewy trees,
Come, oh come, oh come, oh come,
Come, oh come, oh come, oh come.
Come, oh come, oh come, oh come.
Come, oh come, oh come, oh come.