ha ha ha aaja
rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
rim pa pa pa pa pa
chhote chhote nanhe munhe pyare pyare re
bacche sacche jag ke ujiyare re
deep diwali ke jhuthe, raat jale subah tute
chhote chhote nanhe munhe pyare pyare re
bachche sacche jag ke ujiyare re
deep diwali ke jhuthe, raat jale subah tute

inke aage rang fike, sab najar aate hain
chand taare ye saare raushni pate hain
inko dekhe dekh ke jhume, baag ki dali dali
phul baharo ke jhuthe, aaj khile aur kal tute
chhote chhote nanhe munhe pyare pyare re
bachche sacche jag ke ujiyare re
deep diwali ke jhuthe, raat jale subah tute

akad bakad bambai sau, dilli number pure sau
sau me lag gaya dhaga, chor nikal ke bhaga
chidiya ghar me rani bole chai chui chap
ye hanse to hans pade sab, roye to sab roye
inki khatir aap ham jage
chain se ye soye
aadmi ki zindagi ka, ye hain saccha sahara
aur sahare sab jhuthe, aaj mile aur kal chhute
chhote chhote nanhe munhe pyare pyare re
bachche sacche jag ke ujiyare re
deep diwali ke jhuthe, raat jale subah tute
deep diwali ke jhuthe, raat jale subah tute
rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
rim pa pa pa pa pa
rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
rim pa pa pa pa pa

Ha, ha, ha, come forth!
Rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
Rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
Rim pa pa pa pa pa

Tiny, tender, sweet, and dear,
Children true, the world's bright cheer.
Fake are Diwali's lamps that gleam,
Night consumes, breaks at dawn's stream.
Tiny, tender, sweet, and dear,
Children true, the world's bright cheer.
Fake are Diwali's lamps that gleam,
Night consumes, breaks at dawn's stream.

Before them, colors fade to grey,
Sun and stars find light in their play.
Watching them, the gardens sway,
Flowers of spring, a fleeting day.
Tiny, tender, sweet, and dear,
Children true, the world's bright cheer.
Fake are Diwali's lamps that gleam,
Night consumes, breaks at dawn's stream.

One two three, a rhyming spree,
Delhi's count, a hundred free.
Thread is spun, the thief has fled,
Chirping birds, a song is spread.
If they laugh, we laugh along,
If they weep, our tears belong.
For their sake, we stay awake,
While they dream, their slumber take.
Human life, their truest guide,
All other props, they fall aside.
Tiny, tender, sweet, and dear,
Children true, the world's bright cheer.
Fake are Diwali's lamps that gleam,
Night consumes, breaks at dawn's stream.
Fake are Diwali's lamps that gleam,
Night consumes, breaks at dawn's stream.
Rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
Rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
Rim pa pa pa pa pa
Rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
Rim pa pa pa rim pa pa pa
Rim pa pa pa pa pa