ek anari jangali janwar badtamij diwana
rel ke dabde me ghush aaya chhod ke pagal khana
haye mai vari haye mai kurbaa mard hai ya hai janana
sarso ka hai sar me tel lagta hai koi midal fel
sarso ka hai sar me tel lagta hai koi midal fel

aankh me dala hai kajal dharti toofan hai modal
ek anari jangali janwar badtamij diwana
rel ke dabbe me ghush aaya chhod ke pagal khana
haye mai vari haye mai kurbaa mard hai ya hai janana
baal kataye mochi se muh dhulavaye dhobi se
baal kataye mochi se muh dhulavaye dhobi se

shahar chala hai pahli baar sar mudvate pad gayi maar
shahar chala hai pahli baar sar mudvate pad gayi maar
ek anari jangali janwar badtamij diwana
rel ke dabbe me ghush aaya chhod ke pagal khana
haye mai vari haye mai kurbaa mard hai ya hai janana

A beast untamed, a raw, crude craze,
A madman bursts into the train's maze,
From the asylum, he fled the haze.
My soul, I offer, in this plight,
Is he a man, or fading light?
Mustard oil glistens on his head,
A middling failure, we're all misled.
Mustard oil glistens on his head,
A middling failure, we're all misled.

Kohl in his eyes, the earth in storm's embrace,
A model, of a mad, chaotic space.
A beast untamed, a raw, crude craze,
A madman bursts into the train's maze,
From the asylum, he fled the haze.
My soul, I offer, in this plight,
Is he a man, or fading light?
His hair trimmed by a cobbler's hand,
His face washed by the laundry strand.
His hair trimmed by a cobbler's hand,
His face washed by the laundry strand.

To the city, he ventures, anew,
Shaved head, the price of his debut.
To the city, he ventures, anew,
Shaved head, the price of his debut.
A beast untamed, a raw, crude craze,
A madman bursts into the train's maze,
From the asylum, he fled the haze.
My soul, I offer, in this plight,
Is he a man, or fading light?