chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam
chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam
mere chane hai chatpate bhaiya, aur bade lasani
aur kaise chav se khate dekho, raam aur ramjani
aur chunnu munnu ki jaban bhi, ho gai pani pani
aur kahe kabir suno bhai sadho, suno guru ki bani
chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam
chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam

are madarse ka jivan to, chand dino ka thath
aur padh likh kar sab chal doge, tum apni apni bat
phir koi tum me hoga afasar, koi gavarnar lat
tab mai aaunga daftar tumare
mai aaungaa daftar tumare liye, chane ki chat
chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam
chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam

mera chana bana hai aala, jisme dala garam masala
chakhte jana ji tum lala, aisa hu mai dilli wala
inka swad hai bada nirala
chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam
aai chane ki bahar khate jana tum sarkar
mere chane jayakedar, agar tumko na hoye etabar
to mai bhi kahta hun lalkar
chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam

dekh lo mera ye darbar, jaha par khade silsilewar
riyasat bhar ke sab sardar
ek se ek sabhi husiyar, ek se ek sabhi husiyar
ye dekho mere subedar, ye dekho mera tahasildar
yahi hai mere thanedar, ek se ek sabhi husiyar
aur ye bade sipahasalar, banar sena ke sardar
chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam
chane zor garam babu mai laya mazedar, chane zor garam

Spiced chickpeas, a joy I bring,
Spiced chickpeas, joy they sing.
My chickpeas, a fiery delight, brother, unmatched,
See Ram and Ramjani feast, hearts detached.
Even the young ones, tongues aflame,
Drawn to the fire, whispering the Guru's name.
Spiced chickpeas, a joy I bring,
Spiced chickpeas, joy they sing.

The school's embrace, a fleeting dream,
Then paths diverge, it would seem.
Some rise to power, in gilded halls,
While others break free from its walls.
I'll find you then, in your office grand,
And offer you chickpeas, a helping hand.
Spiced chickpeas, a joy I bring,
Spiced chickpeas, joy they sing.

My chickpeas, a masterpiece, the spice a blaze,
Taste and see, oh, in these days.
From Delhi's heart, the flavors ignite,
A taste unparalleled, a pure delight.
Spiced chickpeas, a joy I bring,
The season's bounty, a song to sing.
Taste these chickpeas, if doubt you feel,
Then hear my challenge, my words reveal.
Spiced chickpeas, a joy I bring,

Behold my court, a lined array,
Princes and lords, here to stay,
Each with wisdom, a shining star,
My officers, near and far.
The constables, the strong of might,
And leaders of the monkey-light,
A gathering of power and grace,
In this spicy, joyful space.
Spiced chickpeas, a joy I bring,
Spiced chickpeas, joy they sing.