o data paisa deta ja
paisa deta ja masum
duaaye leta ja
o data paisa deta ja
jaise tere bachche pyare waise
main kisi ki pyari
kisi ki pyari

chhod gaya mujhe bapu mera
main kismat ki mari
sabka data sabko dega
kuch deta ja kuch leta ja
masum duaaye leta ja
o data paisa deta ja
data paisa deta ja

apne khushi se is duniya mein
koi na bane bhikhari
bachapan mein hi bhikharin
aaj hui dukhyari
sada sukhi rahe bachche tere
kuch deta ja kuch leta ja
masum duaaye leta ja
o data paisa deta ja
data paisa deta ja

maa ki ladli ye bhi na jane
kaise hath failana hath failana
kisi ke ghar ki ijjat roye
duniya samjhe gana
gaana hi samjh kar
sunta ja sunta ja
o data paisa deta ja
data paisa deta ja

O Giver, give, bestow your wealth,
Bestow it on innocence, on me.
Take blessings as your own, your health,
O Giver, give, bestow, set free.

As your own children are beloved,
So too am I, to someone dear,
Beloved to someone, gently moved,
My heart consumed by rising fear.

My father left, my fate unclear,
A victim of life's cruel design.
The Giver gives to all held dear,
Give something, take something, make it mine.
Take blessings of innocence, aligned,
O Giver, give, your wealth divine,
O Giver, give, that light may shine.

No one by choice becomes a beggar,
Within this world, so vast, so wide.
A beggar girl from childhood's trigger,
Now wretched, where can I hide?
May your children always know joy,
Give something, take something, don't delay,
Take blessings of innocence, employ,
O Giver, give, in your own way,
O Giver, give, come what may.

Mother's darling, she cannot know,
How to extend a begging hand,
A home's honor, her tears now flow,
The world just hears a song unplanned.
As a song, just hear, understand,
Listen, listen, as the winds blow,
O Giver, give, lend a hand,
O Giver, give, your grace bestow.