kahat kabeer suno bhai saadho baat kahu main khari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari
kahat kabeer suno bhai saadho baat kahu main khari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari

ek nambar ka haath dikhaaya jab kah ke jay kaali
kitane hi sethon ki bhaari jeben ho gayi khaali
do nambar hai aur niraala dekhoon aur khul jaaye taala
ud ke jeb mein a jaaye hare not ki pari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari

nambar teen ka chamatkaar dekho jab phenkoon patta
sabaki tabeeyat karoon saaf dilli ho ya kalakatta
chauthe ne raah gazab ka jhaansa aap kiya dooje ko phaansa
kabhi-kabhi to pulis ko ulte dikhalaaoon hathakadi
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari

paanchava nambar zulm ka dushman main dukhiyon ka saathi
chhatha desh ke gaddaaron se chheen loon ghar ki baati
nambar saath kare jo danga ek haath mein kar doon changa
langadi-tangadi chhuree-kataari sab rah jaayen dhari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari

kala aathaveen ye hai ki main pyaar se milata sabase
pyaar ki kaatir insaan kya hai lad jaaoon main rab se
navaan jo mile mujhe haseena nau din tak na ruke paseena
aur nambar das das
likha hai ye to har thane mein sifat hai kya-kya divaane mein
jitani ungaliyaan in haathon mein utani jaadugari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari

kahat kabeer suno bhai saadho baat kahu main khari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari
ye duniya ek nambari to main das nambari

Hear now, O seeker, Kabir speaks true,
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue.
Hear now, O seeker, Kabir speaks true,
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue.

One, a hand raised, "Victory to Kali!" I proclaim,
And coffers of the wealthy, emptied in the game.
Two, a trick, a wondrous key, a lock to spring,
Green fairies of fortune, to my pockets cling.
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue,
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue.

Three, a card I cast, a miracle unfolds,
Curing sickness, stories in Delhi and tales told.
Four, a crooked path, a lie I intertwine,
Deceiving others, whilst my own soul shines.
Sometimes, to the law, I'll show a handcuff's gleam,
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold dream.
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue.

Five, the tyrant's foe, a friend to those in pain,
Six, from traitors, I snatch their hearth's flame.
Seven, a riot's spark, with a single hand I mend,
Daggers and knives, their power I suspend.
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue,
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue.

Eight, the art of love, I embrace all with grace,
For love's sake, I'd war with the divine face.
Nine, if a beauty's glance should grace my sight,
Nine days I'd labour, bathed in fevered light.
And ten, the final truth, in every precinct known,
What wonders within my madness are sown?
As many tricks as fingers, on hands I hold true,
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue.
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue.

Hear now, O seeker, Kabir speaks true,
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue.
This world, a single digit, I, a tenfold hue.