zoharaa :
dilli ki galiyo me jiyaa naahi laage
mai to dekhungi bamba_i
vaadaa karake bit gaye hai maarch, aprail aur ma_i
mai to dekhungi bamba_i

du : are dilli naa chhod ye to apanaa hai des
zo : chale ham tum bamba_i wahaan dekhege race
du : yahaan dil ke tamaashe, yahaan naino ke khel
yahaan qutub saab ki laat
zo : wahaan daadar aur parel
mil jaaege us nagari me tere jaise ka_i
mai to dekhungi bamba_i

du : yahaan sakhiyaan bhi hai, tori maiyaa bhi hai
yahaan tori nanadiyaa kaa bhaiyaa bhi hai
zo : wahaan izzat bhi hai aur rupaiyaa bhi hai
wahaan saigal bhi hai aur suraiyaa bhi hai
kyaa karungi dilli me mai
ya_i ya_i ya_i ya_i ya_i
mai to dekhungi bamba_i

Zohra:
In Delhi's lanes, my heart finds no ease,
Bombay beckons, a city to appease.
Promises whispered, months have flown by,
March, April, and May, beneath a vast sky,
Bombay I must see...

Du:
Oh, Delhi, don't leave, this is our land, our home!
Zohra:
Let's go, you and I, where new adventures roam,
Bombay awaits, a vibrant, racing spree!
Du:
Here, the heart's theatre, where eyes hold their play,
Here, Qutub's proud pillar, stands in its array...
Zohra:
There, Dadar and Parel, in a lively display!
Like you, many souls, will find their way,
Bombay I must see...

Du:
Here, friends and mothers, in embrace so true,
Here, your sister's brother, cares for you!
Zohra:
There, honor and fortune, in all that we pursue,
There, Saigal's sweet songs, and Suraiya's debut!
What use is Delhi, in this world so wide?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Bombay, my heart's guide...