kaayapochhe o o o, o o o o o
ye dhil de dhil de de re bhaiyaa
ye dhil de dhil de de re bhaiyaa, us patang ko dhil de
jaise hi masti me aaye
are jaise hi masti me aaye, us patang ko khich de
dhil de dhil de de re bhaiyaa
tez tez tez hai maanjaa apanaa tez hai
tez tez tez hai maanjaa apanaa tez hai
ungali kat sakati hai baabu ho
ungali kat sakati hai baabu, to patang kyaa chiz hai
dhil de dhil de de re bhaiyaa
ye dhil de dhil de de re bhaiyaa, us patang ko dhil de
jaise hi masti me aaye
are jaise hi masti me aaye, us patang ko khich de
dhil de dhil de de re bhaiyaa

a kaayapochhe a lapet
teri patang to gayi kaam se, kaise kati udi thi shaan se
chal sarak ab khisak teri nahi thi, vo to gayi kisi ke sang sang
o gam na kar ghumaa phiraki, tu phir se gharr ghar
aasamaa hai teraa pyaare, hausalaa buland kar
dam nahi hai aakho me na, maanje ki pakad hai
kanni kaise baadhate hai, isako kyaa khabar hai
ladaa le pech phir se, tu hone de jang
nazar sadaa ho uchi
sikhaati hai patang, sikhaati hai patang
dhil de dhil de de re bhaiyaa
ye dhil de dhil de de re bhaiyaa, us patang ko dhil de
jaise hi masti me aaye, us patang ko khich de
dhil de dhil de de re bhaiyaa

Let the string unwind, oh brother, let it breathe,
Give slack to the kite, let it dance and seethe.
As it revels in freedom, a joyous spree,
Then tighten the thread, pull it back to thee.

Our thread is sharp, a razor's keen edge,
Our thread is sharp, where fortunes pledge.
Fingers may bleed, a tender plight,
But what is a finger against the kite's flight?
Let the string unwind, oh brother, let it breathe,
Give slack to the kite, let it dance and seethe.
As it revels in freedom, a joyous spree,
Then tighten the thread, pull it back to thee.

This "Kai Po Che", this winding game,
Your kite is lost, consumed by flame.
It soared with pride, a graceful sight,
Now gone from view, swallowed by night.
Don't grieve, dear heart, your sorrow cease,
Wind the spool again, find your inner peace.
The sky's your canvas, vast and blue,
Raise your spirit, see dreams anew.
No strength in the eye, no grip on the string,
How to tie the knot, the knowledge it won't bring.
Fight the battle again, let the struggle ignite,
Keep your vision soaring, bathed in light.
The kite teaches lessons, in lessons it's versed,
The kite teaches lessons, the soul is immersed.
Let the string unwind, oh brother, let it breathe,
Give slack to the kite, let it dance and seethe.
As it revels in freedom, a joyous spree,
Then tighten the thread, pull it back to thee.