tut gayi kamar haye haye jave ab kidhar haye haye
sala kahe ko hai aaya sunday
sham ko padayi karne ka hai dil ye mare pota
mai jhadu gir gir ke hey de jhansi rani ka sandesh
phir se kyu hai aa gaya sunday
sunday jayega kab jayega sunday
sunday monday tuesday wednesday
thrusday friday saturday
jayenge to phir se aa hi jayega sunday sunday

you stupid rashkal bin murgi ke ande
this is not your aunty ka ghar
this is jon kakars ofen hag chal kam kar
arey bap re you stupid rashkal
phir se kyu hai aa gaya sunday
sunday jayega jayega kab sunday
monday tuesday wednesday thursday friday saturday
jayenge to phir se aa hi jayega sunday sunday
mushkil hai kaisi aawaj hai hilti
dekho na rukti kyu aaye sali hichki
kaise isko roku sochu mai sochu
pani jo mai pilu to aati hai susu

chal hat ada pada kon pada kisme takat sabse jayada
raghav dada raghav dada dada dada dada dada
raghav dada ho jao tum thande
warna jaye hustal ke do dande
hoye de ja phir rah jyega sunday
chain khuli ki main kuli chain chain
chain khuli ki main kuli chain chain
chain khuli ki main kuli chain chain
tut gayi kamar haye haye jave ab kidhar haye haye
sala kahe ko aaya sunday
sham ko padayi karne ka
hai dil ye mare pota mai jhadu gir gir ke
hey de jhansi rani ka sandesh
phir se kyu hai aa gaya sunday
sunday jayega kab jayega sunday
sunday monday tuesday wednesday
thrusday friday saturday
jayenge to phir se aa hi jayega sunday sunday
koi aaj aa jaye mummy dady mere ban jaye
aur mujhe apne ghar le jaye

The back is broken, alas, where to now?
Why does this day, this Sunday, return?
The school, a burden, arrives each week,
My heart, a slave to lessons I seek.
I fall and sweep, whispering a queen's decree.
Why has Sunday come again to me?

When will Sunday leave, when will it cease?
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, the same deceit.
Thursday, Friday, Saturday's fleeting grace,
For when they vanish, Sunday finds its place.

You foolish rascal, a hen without its egg.
This is not your aunt's abode, I beg.
This is John's, a homeless hug's domain,
Now, get to work, escape this Sunday's chain.
Oh, dear God, you foolish, witless soul,
Why has Sunday taken its cruel toll?

When will Sunday leave, when will it cease?
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, the same deceit.
Thursday, Friday, Saturday's fleeting grace,
For when they vanish, Sunday finds its place.

A troublesome voice, a shuddering sound,
Why does this cursed hiccup still abound?
How can I stop it, what can I do?
If I drink water, the urge is new.

Move aside, who's the strongest, who will win?
Raghav, Dada, Raghav, the battle begins!
Raghav, Dada, cool your fiery heart,
Or the hostel's wrath will tear you apart.
And the echo remains, Sunday's blight.
Peace is broken, my peace is shattered.
Peace is broken, my peace is shattered.
Peace is broken, my peace is shattered.

The back is broken, alas, where to now?
Why does this day, this Sunday, return?
The school, a burden, arrives each week,
My heart, a slave to lessons I seek.
I fall and sweep, whispering a queen's decree.
Why has Sunday come again to me?

When will Sunday leave, when will it cease?
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, the same deceit.
Thursday, Friday, Saturday's fleeting grace,
For when they vanish, Sunday finds its place.

Oh, if today, my mother and father would arrive,
And take me home, where I could thrive.