ho phone ka ringer mute pe aur kar dein tv band
ab lighting shighting yun jama de
mood bane buland phir dhund le koi bahana
are bhaad mei jaaye jamaana aur chhed de aisi music
jiski gunj sune duniya kenny ji o paaji tusi sax vajaa de
kenny ji vajaa de tusi sax vajaa de
kenny ji tu haule haule sax vajaa de
kenny ji o paaji tusi sax vajaa de

hey kenny ji da saxophone is se vadhiya hor kaun
mood bana de, set kara de bigdi jindadi baja ke horn
hey kenny, hey kenny, hey kenny ji come on little closer
i am gonna set you free no santa no banta only kenny ji
come on little closer i am gonna set you free
apna har kaam atrangi ho chaahe bedhangi
i always think out of the box ho apni har shaam gulabi hai
aur din narangi i always feel kenny ji rocks

hai apna yahi fasana are bhaad mein jaaye jamana
mai chhed dun aisi music jiski gunj sune duniya
kenny ji o paaji tusi sax vajaa de
kenny ji vajaa de tusi sax vajaa de
kenny ji tu haule haule sax vajaa de
kenny ji o paaji tusi sax vajaa de
kenny ji vajaa de tusi sax vajaa de
kenny ji tu haule haule sax vajaa de
kenny ji o paaji tusi sax vajaa de

Silence the phone's insistent chime,
And let the screen's bright flicker fade.
Now bathe the room in shadowed light,
Where a soaring spirit is made.
Find an excuse, a whispered plea,
Let the world's harsh judgments flee.
Then unleash a music's vibrant hold,
Whose echoes the whole world will see.
Kenny G, oh friend, play the saxophone's fire,
Kenny G, let your music soar higher.
Kenny G, softly, play your desire,
Kenny G, oh friend, play the saxophone's fire.

Hey, Kenny G's saxophone's breath,
Who can play more music after death?
Make the mood, set it just right,
Play the horn to fix a broken life.
Hey Kenny, Hey Kenny, Hey Kenny G,
Come on little closer, set your soul free,
No Santa, no Banta, only Kenny G,
Come on little closer, set your soul free.

Let every deed be strangely spun,
Though off-kilter, or strangely done.
I always think outside the frame,
Each evening hued a roseate sun,
And days are splashed with orange flame.
I always feel that Kenny G rocks,
This is the tale that we embrace,
Let the world's harsh judgments erase.
I'll unleash a music's vibrant hold,
Whose echoes the whole world will trace.
Kenny G, oh friend, play the saxophone's fire,
Kenny G, let your music soar higher.
Kenny G, softly, play your desire,
Kenny G, oh friend, play the saxophone's fire.
Kenny G, let your music soar higher.
Kenny G, softly, play your desire,
Kenny G, oh friend, play the saxophone's fire.