kana kubra langda lula budha doctor aayega
kana kubra langda lula budha doctor aayega
dawa to kya dega wo jalim rog lagake jayega
kana kubra langda lula budha doctor aayega
dawa to kya dega wo jalim rog lagake jayega
kana kubra langda lula budha doctor aayega

ek tha pahle rat rat bhar jo khasa karta tha
ek tha pahle rat rat bhar jo khasa karta tha
bhut ke jaise jiski sakal se sara gaw darta tha
bhut ke jaise jiski sakal se sara gaw darta tha
sare din jhadu lagwa ke nak me dam karta tha
sare din jhadu lagwa ke nak me dam karta tha
ek se picha chuta hai ab duja nach nachyega
kana kubra langda lula budha doctor aayega
dawa to kya dega wo jalim rog lagake jayega
kana kubra langda lula budha doctor aayega

chapti nak nak par chasma surat bandar ke jaisi
chapti nak nak par chasma surat bandar ke jaisi
bakre jaisi dadi hogi much muchandar ke jaisi
bakre jaisi dadi hogi much muchandar ke jaisi
gadhe ke jaisi boli hogi chal chachunar jaisi
gadhe ke jaisi boli hogi chal chachunar jaisi
piyega pani matka bharke tees chapati khayega
kana kubra langda lula budha doctor aayega
dawa to kya dega wo jalim rog lagake jayega
kana kubra langda lula budha doctor aayega

A doctor comes, crippled and old,
A doctor comes, a story untold.
He offers no cure, his touch a blight,
A doctor comes, ushering endless night.

Once, a presence, a nightly groan,
Once, a shadow, a village's moan.
A phantom's form, the dread he'd weave,
With endless chores, he'd make us grieve.
One tyrant gone, another's call,
A doctor comes, to watch us fall.

A flattened nose, framed by glass,
A face of a monkey, moments pass.
A goat-like beard, a rat's thin thread,
A donkey's voice, words softly said.
He'll drink the well, the water's tide,
And gorge on bread, where shadows hide.
A doctor comes, crippled and old,
He offers no cure, a story untold.