dhaar lagani, talvar chalani
ho ke chakki pisaani ho, patli gali aana
muchh banani ho ke poonchh katani

hai dukaan purani, are patli gali aana
dhaar lagani, talvar chalani
ho ke chakki pisaani ho, patli gali aana
muchh banani ho ke poonchh katani
hai dukaan purani, are patli gali aana

patli gali mein phislan hai
arre kaai bhari hai seelan hai
ho zara peinche utha ke aana
aana ji zara peinche utha ke aana
aana ji zara peinche utha ke aana

o zara painche utha ke aana
patli gali aana, dhaar lagani, talvar chalani
ho ke chakki pisaani ho, patli gali aana
aana ji zara patli gali aana

patli gali mein saare ganje
kangiyan bech rahe hain
are faansi gale mein daal ke maamu
rassiyan bech rahe hain
ganje kangiyan bech rahe hain
maamu rassiyan bech rahe

garam hawa ka jhonka gali mein koi bhonka
hai bhonka zara, dumm daba ke aana
muchh banani ho ke poochh katani
hai dukaan purani, are patli gali aana

patli patli gali, patli patli gali
patli patli gali, patli patli gali
patli gali aana, patli gali aana
bhaiya ji meri patli gali aana
patli gali aana

guthli se re jaate hai jo pure aate hai
aam log is gali me aksar chus liye jaate hai
guthli se re jaate hai jo pure aate hai
aam log is gali me aksar chus liye jaate hai
faansi ho ya to zamana da
ab mula to sar jhooka ke aana

muchh banani ho ke poonchh katani
hai dukaan purani, are patli gali aana
dhaar lagani, talvar chalani
ho ke chakki pisaani ho, patli gali aana

Sharpen the blade, wield the sword,
Become the grist, be ground, be poured,
Seek the narrow lane.
If you'd craft a mustache, or a tail to sever,
This ancient shop awaits forever,
Seek the narrow lane.
Sharpen the blade, wield the sword,
Become the grist, be ground, be poured,
Seek the narrow lane.
If you'd craft a mustache, or a tail to sever,
This ancient shop awaits forever,
Seek the narrow lane.

In the narrow lane, the ground gives way,
With slick moss and damp decay,
Lift your hems, tread with care,
Come, lift your hems and then and there,
Come, lift your hems, with a knowing air.
Oh, lift your hems, if you dare.
Seek the narrow lane, sharpen the blade, wield the sword,
Become the grist, be ground, be poured,
Seek the narrow lane.
Come, oh come, to the narrow lane.

In the narrow lane, the bald men sell combs,
While those with nooses, hawk ropes for homes.
Bald men sell combs, and the uncle, ropes.
A gust of hot wind, whispers, gropes,
A whispered threat, turn and flee.
If you'd craft a mustache, or a tail to sever,
This ancient shop awaits forever,
Seek the narrow lane.
Narrow, narrow lane, narrow, narrow lane,
Narrow, narrow lane, narrow, narrow lane.
Seek the narrow lane, seek the narrow lane,
Brother, come to my narrow lane,
Seek the narrow lane.

From the pit, some emerge whole,
But in this lane, the common soul
Is often sucked and left behind.
From the pit, some emerge whole,
But in this lane, the common soul
Is often sucked and left behind.
Whether the noose, or the world's cruel hand,
Bow your head, and understand.
If you'd craft a mustache, or a tail to sever,
This ancient shop awaits forever,
Sharpen the blade, wield the sword,
Become the grist, be ground, be poured,
Seek the narrow lane.