gajbhar ka ghunghat nikaal meri rani
zamaana bura hai o o o zamaana bura hai
o o o zamaana bura hai
aankho ko apni sambhal mere raja
zamaana bura hai o o o zamaana bura hai
o o o zamaana bura hai

premi ke dil ko tum jo kharidon
bolu mai iski nilaami ho bolu mai iski nilaami
aashiq bane ho itna to sacho
sab se buri hai gulami
badlo zara apni chaal mere raja
zamaana bura hai o o o zamaana bura hai
o o o zamaana bura hai
gajbhar ka ghunghat nikaal meri rani
zamaana bura hai o o o zamaana bura hai
o o o zamaana bura hai

tumko jo chodu muh ko jo modu
kya haal hoga tumhara o o kya haal hoga tumhara
ham to hai sadhu dil par hai kaabu
kar lenge tum bin gujara
ham to hai sadhu dil par hai kaabu
kar lenge tum bin gujara
bhulenge tera khyaal meri rani
zamaana bura hai o o o zamaana bura hai
o o o zamaana bura hai
aankho ko apni sambhal mere raja
zamaana bura hai o o o zamaana bura hai
o o o zamaana bura hai

duniya me aisa dekh tamasha
billi ko chuhe draaye ho billi ko chuhe draaye
kalyug ki saari baate hai nyari
sher ki gidad sataaye
ye hai zamaane ka haal mere raja
zamaana bura hai o o o zamaana bura hai
o o o zamaana bura hai
gajbhar ka ghunghat nikaal meri rani
zamaana bura hai o o o zamaana bura hai
o o o zamaana bura hai
aankho ko apni sambhal mere raja
zamaana bura hai o o o zamaana bura hai
o o o zamaana bura hai

Unveil, my queen, the veil of a yard's breadth,
For the world is wicked, oh, the world is wicked.
Guard well your eyes, my king,
For the world is wicked, oh, the world is wicked.

If you purchase a lover’s heart,
I declare its auction, yes, its auction.
Lovers you've become, so consider this:
The worst of all is servitude.
Shift your steps, my king,
For the world is wicked, oh, the world is wicked.
Unveil, my queen, the veil of a yard's breadth,
For the world is wicked, oh, the world is wicked.

If I leave you, if I turn my face,
What will become of you, oh, what will become?
We are ascetics, our hearts in control,
We will manage, living without you.
We are ascetics, our hearts in control,
We will manage, living without you.
We will forget your memory, my queen,
For the world is wicked, oh, the world is wicked.
Guard well your eyes, my king,
For the world is wicked, oh, the world is wicked.

In this world, I have seen such a spectacle:
Cats are afraid of mice, oh, cats are afraid.
The ways of the Kali Yuga are strange,
Where jackals torment the lions.
Such is the state of the world, my king,
For the world is wicked, oh, the world is wicked.
Unveil, my queen, the veil of a yard's breadth,
For the world is wicked, oh, the world is wicked.
Guard well your eyes, my king,
For the world is wicked, oh, the world is wicked.