chaaro taraf dhundh hai, suraj abhi mand hai
bikhre kai rang hai, tracksuit bhi tang hai
chaaro taraf dhundh hai, suraj abhi mand hai
bikhre kai rang hai, tracksuit bhi tang hai
thandi hawa bhi kehti
chal walk walk walk, walk walk
haule-haule panchhiyon ki sun
talk talk talk, talk talk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk

subah subah humne dekhe, subah ke tevar kai
subah subah humne dekhe, subah ke tevar kai
walk walk ke bahane mil jaate hai humsafar
dhuli dhuli aankho me utar aati hai ek najar
nazar hi nazar me uthti zindgi ki ek sahar
bhigi bhigi subah me bhigte hai dil jigar
rukhe rukhe galo me utar aate hai swar kai
bhini bhini duaao me hote hai asar kai
dawaaze pe dudh wala kare
knock knock knock, knock knock
haule-haule panchhiyon ki sun
talk talk talk, talk talk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk

subah ko theharte dekha chaay ki dukaano me
subah ko baithe dekha nadiya kinaare naav me
subah ko sote dekha kashmir ke makaano me
subah ko jaagte dekha tiger hill ke machaano me
subah ko chalte dekha fauji jawano me
subah ko udte dekha panchhi ki udaano me
subah ko dekha fisalte pahado ki dhalaano me
subah ko chaay peete dekha aasaam ke bagaano me
stediyo me karte dekha use rock rock rock, rock rock
haule-haule panchhiyon ki sun
talk talk talk, talk talk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk

ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk, morning walk
ye hai morning walk

Mist hangs heavy, the sun a shy ember,
Colors unfurl, a tracksuit's tight ember.
Mist hangs heavy, the sun a shy ember,
Colors unfurl, a tracksuit's tight ember.
Cool winds whisper low,
"Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk."
Hear the soft birds sing,
"Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk."
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.

In the dawn's embrace, we witness dawn's moods,
In the dawn's embrace, we witness dawn's hues.
Walking's a path where companions convene,
A glance descends, in eyes still serene.
In eyes we glimpse, life's new, hopeful scene,
Hearts and souls, in the morning, convene.
Rough throats awaken, as voices convene,
Whispered prayers blossom, their power is seen.
The milkman arrives at the door,
"Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock."
Hear the soft birds sing,
"Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk."
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.

Morning lingers, in tea shop's warm hold,
Morning sits, by the river, in a boat of old.
Morning slumbers, in Kashmiri abode,
Morning awakens, on Tiger Hill's road.
Morning strides, with the soldier's load,
Morning ascends, on wings freely bestowed.
Morning slides, down the mountains' cascade,
Morning sips tea, in Assam's green glade.
In the stadium's roar, we find
"Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock."
Hear the soft birds sing,
"Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk."
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.

This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk, morning's walk.
This is morning's walk.