kaali mai diya salai bhago bachho aafat aai
kaali mai diya salai bhago bachho aafat aai
kaali mai diya salai bhago bachho aafat aai
kaali mai diya salai

ajab chakkar hai in ma baap ka bhi
ye ladki ko padana chahate hai
ye hukm hai magar inka
ki ladaki kabhi bhi apni marji se na soche
kaali mai diya salai bhago bachho aafat aai
kaali mai diya salai bhago bachho aafat aai
kaali mai diya salai bhago bachho aafat aai
kaali mai diya salai

ajab chakkar hai in ma baap ka bhi
ye ladki ko padana chahate hai
ye hukm hai magar inka
ki ladaki kabhi bhi apni marji se na soche
vo kah de din to ladaki man le din
vo kah de raat to ladaki man le raat
magar sare ma bap sun le
magar sare ma bap sun le
gulami se hai inkar hamko
gulami se hai inkar hamko
kaali mai diya salai bhago bachho aafat aai
kaali mai diya salai bhago bachho aafat aai
kaali mai diya salai bhago bachho aafat aai
kaali mai diya salai

main akhbaro mein har din dekhati hun jarurat
ek biye paas ladaki ho achhe gharane ki
thoda muska gora pati ke kahe par chale
vo sath laye bahut sone ke jever
vi sath laye gadi homthiyeter
magar duniyan ki sab ladaki sun le
magar duniyan ki sab ladaki sun le
hai is nilam se inkar hamko
hai is nilam se inkar hamko

Black Mother strikes a match, children flee, a storm descends!
Black Mother strikes a match, children flee, a storm descends!
Black Mother strikes a match, children flee, a storm descends!
Black Mother strikes a match.

Strange the ways of these parents too,
They yearn to educate their girls.
Yet, their decree, a veiled command,
That daughters never think their own thoughts.
Black Mother strikes a match, children flee, a storm descends!
Black Mother strikes a match, children flee, a storm descends!
Black Mother strikes a match, children flee, a storm descends!
Black Mother strikes a match.

Strange the ways of these parents too,
They yearn to educate their girls.
Yet, their decree, a veiled command,
That daughters never think their own thoughts.
If they say 'day', the girl must accept day,
If they say 'night', she must embrace night.
But let all parents hear,
But let all parents hear,
We renounce this servitude,
We renounce this servitude.
Black Mother strikes a match, children flee, a storm descends!
Black Mother strikes a match, children flee, a storm descends!
Black Mother strikes a match, children flee, a storm descends!
Black Mother strikes a match.

Each day, in the newspapers, I see the need:
A girl, a graduate, from a good family,
Who smiles, fair-skinned, and obeys her husband's word,
And brings with her, much gold and jewels.
And brings with her, a car and a home theatre.
But let all the girls of the world hear,
But let all the girls of the world hear,
We reject this auction,
We reject this auction.