dav laga le dil ajma le
dav laga le dil ajma le

kisi ke hatho me hai gulam, kisi ke badshah
kisi ke daman me rani hai, kisi ke eka chupa
ye satranjh ki chal hai jindagi
hai mohare sabhi apni muthi me
or ye sara jaha

ye jindgi ek jua, ulza hua ek silsila
shatir jahan suljayega, apna ye hausla
dav laga le dil ajma le
dav laga le dil ajma le

har kash dil ek hai, aise hi pur josh hai
isiliye to kehte hai, hamko log aksar
mumbai mast kallander

Cast your die, let your heart take flight,
Cast your die, let your heart take flight.

Some are slaves in hands unseen, some a king's command,
Some have queens within their reach, some hide an ace in hand.
This life, a chessboard's dance it seems,
Each piece held within the soul,
And all the world,
A canvas vast, a story told.

Life, a gamble, tangled, deep,
Where cunning hands the secrets keep.
To unravel this, your courage call,
Cast your die, let your heart take flight,
Cast your die, let your heart take flight.

Each breath, a heart ablaze and bold,
That's why they say of us, we're told,
Mumbai's free, a vibrant soul.