duniya me hai bande pyare daulat ke
baye hath ke dhadhe sare daulat ke
humma heli baba teli sab matwale daulat ke
jaha dekho waha dekho fande sare daulat ke

daulat sab ke eb chupaye
daulat ka hai bol bala, bol bala
char dino ki chandni me
iski roshni sabse aala, sabse aala
saari duniya chalti hai sahare daulat ke
duniya me hai bande pyare daulat ke
baye hath ke dhadhe sare daulat ke
humma heli baba teli sab matwale daulat ke
jaha dekho waha dekho fande sare daulat ke

ye daulat iman kharide
ye daulat insan kharide
ye daulat iman kharide
ye daulat insan kharide
daulatwala take take me
likh likh ke arman kharide
bade gazab ke khel hai
nyare nyare daulat ke

daulat ke hai sab diwane
daulat ke hai sab diwane
ek shama hai laakh parwane
ek shama hai laakh parwane
duniya me hai itne sethe
duniya me hai itne sethe
gali gali me mehto ne
o dekho gali gali me mehto ne

rang ragile hai humaare pyare daulat ke
duniya me hai bande pyare daulat ke
baye hath ke dhadhe sare daulat ke
humma heli baba teli sab matwale daulat ke
jaha dekho waha dekho fande sare daulat ke

In the world, dear souls are bound to wealth,
All wicked trades are woven in wealth's stealth.
The humble, the rulers, all drunk on its gleam,
Everywhere you look, wealth’s trapping dream.

Wealth conceals all flaws, a gilded disguise,
Wealth’s voice rings loudest, echoing the skies.
In fleeting moonlight's dance, its brilliance gleams,
Its light the brightest, fulfilling all dreams.
This world is sustained by wealth's strong embrace,
In the world, dear souls are bound to its space.
All wicked trades are woven in wealth's stealth.
The humble, the rulers, all drunk on its gleam,
Everywhere you look, wealth’s trapping dream.

This wealth buys faith, a soul for its price,
This wealth buys humans, at any device.
This wealth buys faith, a soul for its price,
This wealth buys humans, at any device.
The wealthy, for coins, on the market's stage,
Buy desires written on a mortal's page.
Strange and wondrous are the games it plays,
The distinct dramas of wealth’s wicked ways.

All are mad for wealth, in a frenzied chase,
All are mad for wealth, in a desperate race.
One candle's flame, a thousand moths' craze,
One candle's flame, a thousand moths' craze.
In this world of lords, the wealthy hold sway,
In every alley, the merchants display.
Oh, see in every street, the merchants' display.

Vivid and vibrant, our dear wealth's decree,
In the world, dear souls are bound for the plea.
All wicked trades are woven in wealth's stealth.
The humble, the rulers, all drunk on its gleam,
Everywhere you look, wealth’s trapping dream.