dekho jhumti jhumti barsat
chalo ghume ghume kahi sath
chhodo chhodo mera hath mujhe time nahi
o chhodo chhodo mera hath mujhe time nahi
dekho jhumti jhumti barsat
chalo ghume ghume kahi sath
chhodo chhodo mera hath mujhe time nahi

aapki mummy ne ki thi aapse meri shadi
dil ye kahta bande teri ho gayi barbadi
kya karu mai waqt to de baithi hu sade sat ka
chhut jayega kisi se wada mulakat ka
wada mulakat ka

mere dost hai dost jagannath
bura manege manege o nar
wo ladenge mere sath mujhe time nahi
dekho jhumti jhumti barsat
chalo ghume ghume kahi sath
ho chhodo chhodo mera hath mujhe time nahi
chhodo chhodo mera hath mujhe time nahi

zimi aur pipi ko ghar me kaun sambhalega
arey zimi aur pipi ko ghar me kaun sambhalega
jab royenge unko chiku gale laga lega
gale laga lega
chiku aalu batate ki bhazi tale
bhai gusse me baithi hai mujhse jale
chiku aalu batate ki bhazi tale
chiku chiku aaya ji

tal raha hu anda anda hoga thanda
sahab marega danda ho jaunga thanda
dekho baz rahe hai khadtal
seth dega dega mujhe lat
dard hoga sari rat mujhe time nahi
dekho jhumti jhumti barsat
chalo ghume ghume kahi sath
ho chhodo chhodo mera hath mujhe time nahi
chhodo chhodo mera hath mujhe time nahi

mujhe nikkar to pehna do mujhe paudar to laga do
ek lori to ga do mata ji ek lori to ga do mata ji
chalo bhago bhgao bhago mujhe time nahi
mata chhod de chhod de din rat
hum to ho gaye ho gaye anath
chahe din ho chahe rat mujhe time nahi
hello hello anath aasram anath aasram
vande mataram

is ghar me ghar me do anath
inhe le jao le jao apne sath
yaha bahut hai anath mujhe time nahi
yaha bahut hai anath hume time nahi
suno suno ae duniya walo
do bacho ki ajab kahani
pade mushibat me hum dono
jabse mar gayi apni nani
fashion wali mao ke ghar
jo bache paida hote hai
maye to hansti hai sadak me
bache ghar me rote hai
ae bharat ke bacho dekho
apni kadar na khona
fashion wali mao ke ghar
tum kabhi na paida hona

dekho jhumti jhumti barsat
chalo ghume ghume kahi sath
ho chhodo chhodo mera hath mujhe time nahi
chhodo chhodo mera hath mujhe time nahi
dekho jhumti jhumti barsat
chalo ghume ghume kahi sath

See the dancing, swaying rain,
Come, let us wander, intertwined again.
No, release my hand, I have no time,
Oh, release my hand, this moment's mine.
See the dancing, swaying rain,
Come, let us wander, intertwined again.
No, release my hand, I have no time.

Your mother, she arranged our vows,
My heart laments, "Your ruin now allows."
What can I do, for seven-thirty's call?
A promise made, a meeting's thrall.
A promised meeting's thrall.

My friends, my friends, they are the world's eye,
They'll disapprove, their anger will not lie.
They'll fight for me, but I have no time,
See the dancing, swaying rain,
Come, let us wander, intertwined again.
Oh, release my hand, I have no time,
Release my hand, I have no time.
Who will tend to Jimmy and Pippi's plight?

Who will tend to Jimmy and Pippi's plight?
When they weep, who'll hold them close and tight?
Hold them close and tight.
Chiku fries the potatoes and the greens,
Brother's angry, fueled by unseen scenes.
Chiku fries the potatoes and the greens,
Chiku, Chiku's here, it seems.

Frying eggs, the eggs grow cold,
The master's wrath, a story told.
The rhythm of the clappers' call,
The master's boot, I fear to fall.
Pain will linger through the night, I've no time,
See the dancing, swaying rain,
Come, let us wander, intertwined again.
Oh, release my hand, I have no time,
Release my hand, I have no time.

Dress me in shorts, apply the powder's grace,
Sing me a lullaby, mother, in this place,
A lullaby, mother, in this place.
Go, depart, depart, I have no time.
Mother, leave, leave, day and night,
We are orphaned, lost to sight.
Whether day or night, I have no time.
Hello, hello, orphanage, orphanage,
Vande Mataram.

In this home, two orphans reside,
Take them, take them, be their guide.
Too many orphans here, I have no time,
Too many orphans here, we have no time.
Hear, oh world, this tale we spin,
Of two children, and where to begin.
We fall in trouble, pain we taste,
Since our grandmother's passing, our world erased.
In homes of fashionable mothers' sway,
Where children are born to disarray.
Mothers laugh in the streets, alight,
While children weep in the lonely night.
Oh, children of India, mark this plea,
Never forsake your destiny.
In homes of fashionable mothers' guise,
Never, ever, be born in disguise.

See the dancing, swaying rain,
Come, let us wander, intertwined again.
Oh, release my hand, I have no time,
Release my hand, I have no time.
See the dancing, swaying rain,
Come, let us wander, intertwined again.