ho ho dekhne me to chhoti hai ye
par kare bada kamal are
sath sal walo ki umariya
bana de solha sal, kya
laddu ye laddu mere bhang wale
dono jaha se juda rang wale hoye
kamal ho gaya khake laddu
ye laddu kamal ho gaya
aaj sare shehar me dhamal ho gaya
laddu ye laddu mere bhang wale
dono jaha se juda rang wale
kamal ho gaya khake laddu
ye laddu kamal ho gaya
aaj sare shehar me dhamal ho gaya

laddu pe mere hai duniya diwani
khake inhe laut aaye jawani
laddu pe mere hai duniya diwani
khake inhe laut aaye jawani
sari umar jhume jo inko kha le
gir gir sambhalta nahi hai sambhale
nihal ho gaya inhe kha ke
zamana nihal ho gaya
aaj sare shehar me dhamal ho gaya
laddu ye laddu mere bhang wale
dono jaha se juda rang wale
kamal ho gaya

laddu me hai bhole shankar ki buti
buti ki masti hai babu anothi
laddu me hai bhole shankar ki buti
buti ki masti hai babu anothi
kha ke inhe apni kismat jaga le
kho na bharosa abhi aajma le
kamal ho gaya
jo havaldar tha vo suval ho gaya
aaj sare shehar me dhamal ho gaya
laddu ye laddu mere bhang wale
dono jaha se juda rang wale
hoye hoye

A tiny sphere, a humble guise it wears,
Yet holds a power that time itself ensnares.
Sixty years, a fading, weary plea,
Transformed to sixteen, wild and light and free.
Oh, these laddoos, with bhang's mystic grace,
Set apart, from every time and space.
A marvel born, a sweet, ecstatic spree,
This laddoo's touch, a wondrous decree.
The city's heart now pulses with delight,
These bhang-kissed treats, a vision burning bright.

The world is mad for these sweet, mystic rounds,
Renewed youth found where joy abounds.
The world is mad, a fever in the soul,
Reborn and young, making spirits whole.
Those who feast, through life they'll sway and leap,
Falling, rising, secrets they will keep.
Bliss unfolds, a chorus starts to swell,
The world exults, under this magic spell.
The city's heart now pulses with delight,
These bhang-kissed treats, a vision burning bright.
A marvel born.

Within these sweets, Lord Shiva's essence resides,
A potent brew where wonder presides.
Within these sweets, a mystic, sacred art,
A joyous craze that sets the soul apart.
Feast upon them, awaken fate's design,
Do not lose hope, let your spirit shine.
A marvel born, a transformation grand,
The officer now dances, hand in hand.
The city's heart now pulses with delight,
These bhang-kissed treats, a vision burning bright.
Oh, oh, oh.