dekho tanga mera nirala dekho tanga mera nirala
yahi masjid yahi shiwala
baithe milke yaha allahdin or shankar lala
chal mere ghode chala chal
koi aapas me ladwata koi rashta galat dihkata
koi aapas me ladwata koi rashta galat dihkata
par ghoda mera sabko manjil tak pahuchta
chal mere ghode chala chal

ye bhed khari khoti ka ghata dadi chhoti ka
ye bhed khari khoti ka ghata dadi chhoti ka
sach pucho to sab jhagda hai roti ka
chal mere ghode chala chal
koi ram ka hai mastana koi allah ka diwana
koi ram ka hai mastana koi allah ka diwana
hai rashte kayi par sabka ek thikana
chal mere ghode chala chal

koi aapas me ladwata koi rashta galat dihkata
koi aapas me ladwata koi rashta galat dihkata
par ghoda mera sabko manjil tak pahuchta
chal mere ghode chala chal
ye bhed khari khoti ka ghata dadi chhoti ka
ye bhed khari khoti ka ghata dadi chhoti ka
sach pucho to sab jhagda hai roti ka
chal mere ghode chala chal

Behold my carriage, unique and free,
A mosque, a temple, all in me.
Where Allahdeen and Shankar Lala meet,
Upon this path, their spirits greet.
Gallop, my steed, onward we go,
Where paths diverge, and tempests blow.
Some sow discord, point to the wrong,
Yet my horse guides, where we belong.
Gallop, my steed, onward we go.

The whispers of judgment, the short beard's plight,
All these are but shadows in fading light.
The truth revealed, a hunger deep,
For bread and comfort, secrets to keep.
Gallop, my steed, onward we go.
Some worship Rama, some Allah's name,
Different roads, yet all the same.
Towards one place, our spirits yearn,
Where truth's bright flame will brightly burn.
Gallop, my steed, onward we go.

Some sow discord, point to the wrong,
Yet my horse guides, where we belong.
Gallop, my steed, onward we go.
The whispers of judgment, the short beard's plight,
All these are but shadows in fading light.
The truth revealed, a hunger deep,
For bread and comfort, secrets to keep.
Gallop, my steed, onward we go.