qusur aap ka, huzur aap ka
mera naam lijiye na mere baap kaa
qusur aap ka, huzur aap ka
mera naam lijiye na mere baap kaa
qusur aap ka, huzur aap ka
mera naam lijiye na mere baap kaa
left right, left right, right turn
left right, left right, about turn

gusse ko chhod iye, dhire dhire boliye
meri sarkaar jara aankho ko kholiye
faishan ko bhul ke, aao jaraa hosh me
dhokhe me aao na javaani ke josh me
fayadaa hai kya jhuthi tip-taap ka
mere naam lijiye na mere baap ka
qusur aap ka, huzur aap ka
mera naam lijiye na mere baap kaa

ahaa ahaa, hai hai hai oho oho hi hi
koi baat kijiye to pahale tol ke
chaliye na chaal aise dol-dol ke
husn ka huzur ko bada maan hai
husn chaar roz ka mehamaan hai
kahaan jayegaa gurur aap ka
mere naam lijiye na mere baap ka
qusur aap ka, huzur aap ka
mera naam lijiye na mere baap kaa
left right, left right, about turn

Your fault, my Lord, all yours the blame,
Don't speak my name, nor whisper my father's name.
Your fault, my Lord, all yours the blame,
Don't speak my name, nor whisper my father's name.
Your fault, my Lord, all yours the blame,
Don't speak my name, nor whisper my father's name.
Left, right, left, right, right turn,
Left, right, left, right, about turn.

Abandon anger, speak with gentle grace,
My sovereign, open now your judging gaze.
Forget the fashion, find a mindful space,
Don't be deceived by youth's impassioned chase.
What gain is there in hollow, showy trap?
Don't speak my name, nor whisper my father's lap.
Your fault, my Lord, all yours the blame,
Don't speak my name, nor whisper my father's name.

Ah, ah, ha, ha, oh ho, oh ho, hee hee.
Speak with thought, before you start to speak,
Walk not like this, with sway of weak.
Beauty, my Lord, you hold so dear,
Beauty is but a guest for a fleeting year.
Where will your pride and arrogance then roam?
Don't speak my name, nor whisper my father's home.
Your fault, my Lord, all yours the blame,
Don't speak my name, nor whisper my father's name.
Left, right, left, right, about turn.