kudiyan de dil utte rule karange
ehi bazaaran vich phaili hai hawa
todange romeo de love da record vi
likhange ishqe da path nawa
hum yaaro bigde hai
dil apna hai shareef bada
make some noise for the desi boyz
one, two, three go
english thumke
dil ki rhythm pe
mare jamm jamm ke desi boyz
sohne mohne bannke
chati dole tann ke
nache jamm jamm ke, desi boyz
english thumke
dil ki rhythm pe
mare jamm jamm ke, desi boyz
sohne mohne bannke
chati dole tann ke
nache jamm jamm ke, desi boyz

ho hum to yaro henge
pyar de vyapari
soniya mange sade ghar da pata
kehnde hai lady gaga fan hamari
usse kaho kade mil ja zara
oh kudiyo ko khush rakhna
apna to hai asool sada
make some noise for the desi boyz
un, dos, tres, go
english thumke, dil ki rhythm pe
mare jamm jamm ke, desi boyz
sohne mohne bannke
chati dole tann ke
nache jamm jamm ke, desi boyz

jisko kehte hai badmashi
kar lete hai achhi khasi
apni to hai zimmedari
jaha bhi dekhi kudi kawari
usko ghar tak chhod ne jana
aadhi raat ko laut ke aana
balle ni aaja thalle
hum kudiyo ki hai kamzori
hum pe khali kare tijori
apne peeche mara mari
karti hai ye duniya sari
hum me dekhi hai kya khoobi
aaja inn se poochh le tu bhi
balle ni aaja thalle

hum yaaro bigde hai
dil apna hai shareef bada
make some noise for the desi boyz
one, two, three sing it
english thumke, dil ki rhythm pe
maare jamm jamm ke, desi boyz
sohne mohne bannke
chati dole tann ke
nache jamm jamm ke, desi boyz
duniya di kone baby oone gone
sabse hai sohne desi boyz
raise your voice make some noise
tere liye aaye desi boyz

Their rule shall reign, hearts they claim,
this wind of revelry, a spreading flame.
Romeo's love, a record to be shattered,
a new path of desire, forever tattered.

We are, yes, the wayward, it is true,
yet our hearts, are gentle, shining through.
Make some noise for the Desi boys,
One, two, three, let's go!

English rhythms, on the heart's own beat,
we dance with joy, our pounding feet.
Handsome faces, chests held high,
we dance, we leap, beneath the sky.
English rhythms, on the heart's own beat,
we dance with joy, our pounding feet.
Handsome faces, chests held high,
we dance, we leap, beneath the sky.

We are traders, in the coin of love,
Sonia seeks our dwelling, from above.
Lady Gaga's fan? Tell her to wait,
tell her to meet us, seal her fate.
To keep the women happy, is our creed,
This is the principle we always heed.
Make some noise for the Desi boys,
U does trace go.
English rhythms, on the heart's own beat,
we dance with joy, our pounding feet.
Handsome faces, chests held high,
we dance, we leap, beneath the sky.

What they call mischief, we embrace with glee,
Our duty lies, for all to see,
When a maiden, pure and young is found,
to her home we escort, safe and sound.
Then we return, when midnight’s near,
To dance and live, and banish fear.
Balle ni aaja thalle.
We are the weakness, of the women's gaze,
On us, their treasures, they always raise.
For us, they fight, they yearn, they crave,
the whole wide world, their all they gave.
What virtues do they see in us,
ask them now, without a fuss.
Balle ni aaja thalle.

We are, yes, the wayward, it is true,
yet our hearts, are gentle, shining through.
Make some noise for the Desi boys,
One, two, three, sing it!
English rhythms, on the heart's own beat,
we dance with joy, our pounding feet.
Handsome faces, chests held high,
we dance, we leap, beneath the sky.
From every corner, the world will call,
The Desi boys, the fairest of all.
Raise your voice, make some noise,
For you we came, the Desi boys.