dekhiye aaj mehfil me
hum to hoke bindas aaye huye hai
dekhiye aaj mehfil me
hum to hoke bindas aaye huye hai
leke jayenge apni dulhaniya dulhaniya
leke jayenge apni dulhaniya
sath barat laye huye hai
sath barat laye huye hai
sath barat laye huye hai
leke jayenge apni dulhaniya

aakhiri waqt hai fikar dil ko
ab janaja uthega ye kaise
aakhiri waqt hai fikar dil ko
ab janaja uthega ye kaise
ab janaja uthega ye kaise
jitne aaye hai mayat me meri
ye jitne aaye hai mayat me meri
sab ke sab hi lagaye huye hai
sab ke sab hi lagaye huye hai
sab ke sab hi lagaye huye hai
jitne aaye hai mayat me meri

mere dil ki tassali ki khatir
usne kasid se kahkar ye bheja
mere dil ki tassali ki khatir
usne kasid se kahkar ye bheja
usne kasid se kahkar ye bheja
ki teri mehfil me kal aayenge hum
teri mehfil me kal aayenge hum
aaj mehandi lagaye huye hai
aaj mehandi lagaye huye hai
aaj mehandi lagaye huye hai
ki teri mehfil me kal aayenge hum

aaj kal shaikho pandit ki baate
tauba tauba are tauba tauba
aaj kal shaikho pandit ki baate
tauba tauba are tauba tauba
tauba tauba are tauba tauba
kaun ungli uthayega in par
kaun ungli uthayega in par
ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
kaun ungli uthayega in par
tauba tauba are tauba tauba
tauba tauba are tauba tauba
tauba tauba are tauba tauba
tauba tauba are tauba tauba
tauba tauba are tauba tauba
ye tauba tauba are tauba tauba

tune daulat ke liye becha hai imaan yaha
ye nahi socha ke do din ke hai mehman yaha
shano shaukat ke liye muft me tum marte ho
maut ko bhul ke kyu
julmo sitam karte hai
julm phir julm hai
sar chadhke sadaye dega
tumko is daur ka kanun sazaye dega
garm adqo se hai kai labrej kai jaamo subu
tumne bhar rakha tijori me
garibo ka lahu
aaj mahlo me jara aag lagakar dekho
chandi sone ki salakho ko dabakar dekho
inse tapkega garibo ka lahu yaad rahe
tumne chaha ke sada hontho pe fariyad rahe
ab ye fariyad uthi kahar ka tufa bankar
aur koi chattan ise rok na payegi
magar har sitamgar ke mukabil me hai aakar thahra
chhin kar fenk diya jayega nakli chehra
ye mandir wo masjid ke haqdar dekho
bane aake mehfil me makkar dekho
hai chehro pe inke sharafat ka gaja
magar zakhm dete hai har waqt taza
ye jar pujari ye dhan ke hai lobhi
ye sunte hai matlab ki baat ho jo bhi
ye hauaa ki aulad sita ke bete
fakat apni baaho me daulat samete
ye kiya hai inhe log kam jante hai
ye gaddar hai inko hum jante hai
haqiqat hai kya inki hum bolte hai
bhram inki baato ka hum kholte hai
watan me jo gaddar hai inke jaise
samaj aise dushman ko chhodega kaise
jo mauka mile to watan bech daale
watan bech daale watan bech daale
mauka mile to
jo mauka mile to watan bech daale
ye murdo ke tan ka kafan bech daale
kafan bech daale kafan bech daale
ye murdo ke tan ka kafan bech daale
are kaun ungli uthayega in par
ab kaun ungli uthayega in par
ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
o ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
o ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
o ye to ganga nahaye huye hai
ye to ganga nahaye huye hai

Behold, tonight in this gathering,
We arrive with hearts unburdened, bold.
Behold, tonight in this gathering,
We arrive with hearts unburdened, bold.
We shall claim our bride, our own,
We shall claim our bride, our own,
With a wedding procession, we're here enrolled.
We shall claim our bride, our own.

The final hour, the heart's despair,
How will this funeral begin?
The final hour, the heart's despair,
How will this funeral begin?
All those who've come to mourn me,
All those who've come to mourn me,
Are all, without a doubt, within.
All those who've come to mourn me.

To soothe my heart's deep ache,
She sent a messenger to say,
To soothe my heart's deep ache,
She sent a messenger to say,
She sent a messenger to say,
"Tomorrow, in your gathering, I'll be.
Tomorrow, in your gathering, I'll be.
For tonight, henna on my hands I lay."
"Tomorrow, in your gathering, I'll be."

Of the Sheikhs and Pandits, the talk today,
Repentance, Oh! Repentance, Oh!
Who dares to cast a stone at them?
They've bathed in the Ganges, you know!
They've bathed in the Ganges, you know!
Who dares to cast a stone at them?
Repentance, Oh! Repentance, Oh!
Repentance, Oh! Repentance, Oh!

For wealth, you've sold your faith here,
Never thinking, we're guests just for a year.
For pomp and show, you die in vain,
Why, forgetting death, do you inflict pain?
Oppression is oppression, it always will rise,
The law of this time will bring you surprise.
Many lips and many cups now overflow with tears,
You have filled your coffers with the blood of the poor.

Set fire tonight to the palaces, try and see,
Crush the silver and gold bars, and you'll agree,
From them will drip the poor man's blood, recall and keep it in sight,
You wished that pleas forever would be in plight.
Now this plea has risen, a storm of wrath,
And no mountain can ever block its path.
But they stand against every oppressor, you see,
Their false faces will be snatched away, now flee.
In temples and mosques, the claimants appear,
See the deceitful ones in this gathering here.
On their faces, the masks of virtue they don,
Yet, fresh wounds they inflict, until the dawn.
These are the worshippers of gold, wealth's desire,
They only listen when it benefits their fire.
The offspring of Eve, the sons of Sita, they are,
Only embracing wealth, near and far.
They do what they do, the people don't know,
They're traitors, we know, we show.
Their truth we speak, and plainly say,
The illusion in their words, we now will flay.
Those traitors within the homeland, we see,
How can society leave such enemies free?
If they get a chance, they'll sell the nation,
Sell the nation, sell the nation's station,
If they get a chance.

If they get a chance, they'll sell the nation,
They'll sell the shroud from the dead's station,
Sell the shroud, sell the shroud,
They'll sell the shroud from the dead's station,
Who dares to cast a stone at them?
Who dares to cast a stone at them?
They've bathed in the Ganges, oh, yes, they have,
They've bathed in the Ganges, oh, yes, they have.