mere samne wale kamre me ek bhade ka tattu rahta hai
mere samne wale kamre me ek bhade ka tattu rahta hai
afsos hai us tattu pe mera dil lattu rahta hai
mere samne wale kamre me ek bhade ka tattu rahta hai

pucho na kahti maine biwi pai pucho na kaisi maine biwi payi
mar gaya mai to bhukha pyasa mar gaya mai to bhukha pyasa
aap wo khaye dudh malai pucho na kaisi pucho na kaisi
pucho na kaisi pucho na kaisi maine biwi payi

he juthi sikyat hai are jutho ka kam
kacha wo sohar jo hoke nilam
kar sale tan man dhan biwi ke nam
biwi se mange jo paise udhar biwi se mange jo paise udhar
wo kya karega pyar

than than than paisa baje than than than paisa baje
nache iski dhun pe tare kya hai shadi shuda or kya hai kuware
rama than than than than paisa baje
than than than aa than than than hu
mere sapno ke raja kab jayega tu
band hoga tera baja kab jayega tu
mai na kahungi na ja kab kayega tu chala ja tu chala ja

chala hiran ki chal mai to chala hiran ki chal
fad ke kurta fad ke kurta bana liya
maine apna rumal mai to chala hiran ki chal
o mere sona re sona re sona re khale pan papan tu rona re
mai phir na gaungi filmi gana tu bhi yu tan lagake rona re
mai phir na gaungi filmi gana tu bhi yu tan lagake rona re
o mere sona re sona re sona re o raja soja re soja re soja re

In the room across, a borrowed heart resides,
A rented soul, where sorrow gently glides.
My own heart, a spinning top, forever bound,
To that transient spirit, on hallowed ground.

Don't ask the wife I've come to know,
Don't ask, the depths of her affluence flow.
I starve, I thirst, while she does dine,
On milk and cream, a life so fine.
Don't ask the wife, the life I've known.

False complaints, a game of lies,
A husband weak, who slowly dies.
He pledges body, mind, and wealth,
To her dominion, for his own health.
And if he asks for a loan, so small,
How can he know true love at all?

Clink, clink, clink, the coins resound,
Stars dance to this metallic sound.
Married, single, all the same,
Rhythm of fortune, a clinking game.
Clink, clink, clink, the coins resound.
Clink, clink, oh clink, clink, hoo…
My dream's king, when will you accrue?
When will your song, at last, subdue?
I won't say no, depart, adieu,
Go now, depart, go now, adieu.

Like a deer, I take my flight,
Like a deer, into the light.
Tearing my shirt, a meager act,
To make a handkerchief, that's a fact.
Like a deer, I take my flight.
Oh my gold, my gold, my golden one,
Eat your betel leaf, your tears undone.
I won't sing film songs again for you,
Nor you, with wails, the tune pursue.
I won't sing film songs again for you,
Nor you, with wails, the tune pursue.
Oh my gold, my gold, my golden one,
Oh king, now sleep, your slumber spun.