hum hey ha la la kahi sadiyo purani
hai ye ik kahani tumko sunani
tumko sunani dharti par swarg tha
khushiyo ka nagar tha sab achha tha
kisi ka na dar tha wo kaun si jagah hai papa
bali bali bali hartaf hariyali
bali bali bali jagmagati diwali
bali ki kahani tumko sunani
dharti par swarg tha khushiyo ka nagar tha
sab achha tha kisi ka na dar tha
bali bali bali hartaf hariyaali
bali bali bali jagmagati diwaali

bali ki kahani tumko sunani
rangda chudel ka khuni chhaya
rangda chudel ka khuni chhaya
saare bali par mandaraya
bhoot pishacho ke sang milke bali ko
narak banaya narak banaya
aur is prakaar rangada se tang aakar
bali ke rajkumaar aur nivaasio ne milke
maha shakti shali varong se madaad mangi

aur phir shuru hua varong rangda ke bich
ek ghamashan bhayankar mahayudha
lekin ant mein varong ki hi jeet huyi
bas tab se varong bali ke devata bangaye
aur aaj bhi bali mein varong ki puja ki jaati hai
ye hai bali ye hai bali
cheete se bhi tez sher jaisi taqaat
loomadi jaisa chalak aur mahaveer yodhya
arjun arjun arjun arjun arjun bali ka rajkumar
rankaushal mein honhaar arjun

We are, yes, a song of ages past,
A tale to tell, forever meant to last.
A tale to tell, of a heaven bright,
A city of joy, bathed in pure light.
No fear did reign, no shadow cast,
Where, oh father, did such beauty last?
Bali, Bali, Bali, green in every space,
Bali, Bali, Bali, Diwali's bright embrace.
Of Bali's tale, we must now speak,
Where heaven danced, and joy did seek.
All was good, no fear to know,
Bali, Bali, Bali, where green things grow,
Bali, Bali, Bali, Diwali's afterglow.

Of Bali's tale, we must now speak,
Rangda's curse, a crimson streak.
Rangda's curse, a crimson stain,
Over Bali, a haunting reign.
With demons dark, a wicked pact,
Bali to hell, forever tracked.
And so, from Rangda's cruel command,
Bali's Prince, with his valiant band,
Sought help of Barong, a power vast,
A hero strong, meant to forever last.

Then began the clash, the battle's roar,
Between Barong and Rangda, forevermore.
A fierce war, a terrible fight,
But Barong's triumph, bathed in light.
From that day forth, a deity's grace,
Barong in Bali, time cannot erase.
And Bali thrives, a vibrant plea,
Where Barong is worshipped, wild and free.
This is Bali, this is Bali's might,
Swift as the cheetah, fierce in fight,
Strength of the lion, bold and true,
Cunning as the fox, a hero's view.
Arjuna, Arjuna, Arjuna, Arjuna, Arjuna, Bali's prince so brave,
In battle's art, his honor to save.