hulle hulle hulle hulle

gobind singh de laal eh taan duniya kendi sher
darde nahi hai inpe special hai ji rab di mehr
ae taan jindadi rakhde yaara pag de naal lapet
singh sahab the great, singh sahab the great
singh sahab the great

rangla mera sardar tu mahi rangla mera sardar
naalo ke se jyada kimati ye baaho ka haar
ae jaan teri main jaan apni jaa me rakhla
rangla mera sardar tu mahi rangla mera sardar

chot lagi ho dil de phir bhi karde te me maaf
aeta apna dard bhulake karde ve insaaf
badle vich ki rakhiya sapnu karde ae jhuke
singh sahab the great, singh sahab the great
singh sahab the great

rangla mera sardar tu mahi rangla mera sardar
rabse bhi jyada soni teri surat mere yaar
aa baith mere saamne main tenu takla
rangla mera sardar tu mahi rangla mera sardar

rangla mera sardar tu mahi rangla mera sardar
aa karlu tujhko pyar rang le aa karlu tujhko pyar
teri ankhiya ve hanju main rab bolu bangda
rangla mera sardar tu mahi rangla mera sardar

rangla mera sardar ae saiya rangla mera sardar
rangla mera sardar ae saiya rangla mera sardar
te nai hukde te nai chukde honde ne khuddar
apne rabdi raja chakadi rende ne sardar
rabba sende nai keta kade nai dushman da koi waar
rabba onn de aa jave da chakh le de talvar
?? aaj vi rone kal vi rone likh lo
singh sahab the great, singh sahab the great
singh sahab singh sahab o singh sahab
o singh sahab o singh sahab
singh sahab the great, singh sahab the great
singh sahab singh sahab the great
singh sahab singh sahab the great
singh sahab singh sahab the great

Hulle, hulle, hulle, hulle,
Gobind Singh's lions, the world proclaims them bold,
Fearless they stand, blessed by God's grace untold.
These souls enfold life, wrapped within turbans' gleam,
The Singhs' greatness, a vibrant, living dream,
The Singhs' greatness, a radiant, flowing stream,
The Singhs' greatness.

My colorful Sardar, my colorful Sardar,
More precious than any necklace, these arms afar,
I keep your life within my own, a sacred keep,
My colorful Sardar, my colorful Sardar, asleep.
Though hearts may break, forgiving is their way,
They forget their pain, and justice lights the day.
In return, they seek no prize, before us they bow,
The Singhs' greatness, shining here and now,
The Singhs' greatness, a whispered, holy vow,
The Singhs' greatness.

My colorful Sardar, my colorful Sardar,
Your face, my friend, is lovelier than the stars afar.
Come, sit before me, let me gaze upon your grace,
My colorful Sardar, in this sacred space,
My colorful Sardar, in this hallowed place.
Come, let me love you, let colors embrace,
Let tears from your eyes be my sacred dance,
My colorful Sardar, in a timeless trance.

My colorful Sardar, O friend, my Sardar bright,
My colorful Sardar, shining in the light,
They do not falter, they do not sway, self-respect their art,
In God's will they find their peace, a courageous heart.
God, they never spoke ill, nor did they ever strike,
God, let their swords taste the enemy's plight,
Their tears will fall today, will fall tomorrow, write,
The Singhs' greatness, a beacon, burning bright,
The Singhs' greatness, filled with holy light,
The Singhs, oh Singhs, oh Singhs,
Oh Singhs, oh Singhs,
The Singhs' greatness, in the darkest night,
The Singhs' greatness, a guiding, shining light,
The Singhs' greatness, pure and ever bright,
The Singhs' greatness.