patakha phuljhadi na ha patakha phuljhadi na
mai hu babu jhopadi ka bamb patakha phuljhadi na
mai hu babu jhopadi ka bamb ho khuli sadko pe pali
khili sholo me kali ho khuli sadko pe pali
khili sholo me kali kisi se na kam
patakha phuljhadi na mai hu babu jhopadi ka bamb

jaha balkhati chali trane gati chali
khushi ke rang ude huyi gulzar gali
bole kangal hu mai yaha kushhal hu mai
mujhe wo rup mila ke mala mal hu mai
mai aawara galiyo ki raani hu
ho koi mahalo me pali ya ho jannat ki pari
khili sholo me kali kisi se na kam
patakha phuljhadi na mai hu babu jhopadi ka bamb
arey dil fenk dil na fenk paisa fenk tamasha dekh
duvani bas duvani chavani bas chavani
athani bas athani, arey waha

mujhe na note dikha mujhe na pas bula
kahi jal jaye na tu mujhe na hath laga
na na na na aake baho me teri pyar se jhum lu mai
tu koi prince nahi tera muh chum lu mai
aisi chalo se mai begani hu
oo buro ke liye buri, bhalo ke liye bhali
khili sholo me chali kisi se na kam
patakha phuljhadi na mai hu babu jhopadi ka bamb
patakha phuljhadi na mai hu babu jhopadi ka bamb

dekho to dada lage dil ka shajada lage
tujhse to mera koi pehle ka wada lage
yaha koi aisa nahi ha tere jaisa nahi
aaye sapno me mere kahi tu wo to nahi
aise dilwalo ki diwani hu
milegi kahi kabhi mere sapno ki gali
khili sholo me chali kisi se na kam
patakha phuljhadi na mai hu babu jhopadi ka bamb
patakha phuljhadi na mai hu babu jhopadi ka bamb

No firecracker, no sparkler's gleam,
I am the bomb of a humble dream.
No firecracker, no sparkler's light,
I am the bomb, burning ever so bright.
Born on the streets, open and wide,
A bud that blooms where flames reside.
A blossom of fire, undeterred,
No less than any, my spirit is stirred.
No firecracker, no sparkler's art,
I am the bomb, with a burning heart.

Where I wander, melodies rise,
And colors of joy paint the skies.
Through bustling streets, a happy tune,
Though poor in purse, I bloom so soon.
A queen of the lanes, wild and free,
Whether in palaces, or in heavenly decree,
A blossom of fire, unbowed and bold,
No less than any, a story told.
No firecracker, no sparkler's grace,
I am the bomb, with a fervent embrace.

Don’t throw your heart, cast coin instead,
For a spectacle grand, a drama to be read.
Pennies, a nickel, a dime's allure,
A world of wonders, forever to endure.

Show me no notes, keep your distance far,
Lest you be consumed by my burning star.
No, no, no, I'll not embrace,
Nor in your arms, find my resting place.
You are no prince, your touch I'll shun,
From such schemes, my freedom is won.
To the wicked, I'm a storm,
To the good, a shelter, keeping them warm.
A blossom of fire, a spirit to see,
No less than any, eternally free.
No firecracker, no sparkler's ray,
I am the bomb, lighting every day.
No firecracker, no sparkler's flame,
I am the bomb, whispering my name.

Behold, a king, a prince of the heart,
Could it be that we were destined from the start?
None here compares, there's none quite the same,
Could you be the one of my dreams that came?
For such lovers, my heart takes flight,
Where dreams reside, and futures ignite.
A blossom of fire, a spirit to hold,
No less than any, a story untold.
No firecracker, no sparkler's spark,
I am the bomb, burning in the dark.
No firecracker, no sparkler's light,
I am the bomb, shining ever so bright.