yaar ki gali me sarkar ki
gali me sarkar ki gali me
yaar ki gali me sarkar ki
gali me mast kalandar aye hai
chati ka dhud yaad dilane
hum diwane aye hai aye hai
doliya ka tujhko dene hum dahej laye hai
parda uthane aye hai, tujhse takrane aye hai
parda uthane aye hai, tujhse takrane aye hai
parda uthane aye hai, tujhse takrane aye hai
parda oye oye parda, parda oye oye parda

parda uthanewale bhi pardeme chupkar baithe hai
apni katil najaro pe ye hasin baithe hai
mehfil farmane ka to intajam pura hai ha ha ji pura hai
ye ghar se yaad ka hai tera nahi basera hai
tera nahi basera haiye ghar se yaad ka hai tera nahi basera hai
panchiyo ke par katarne kenchi lekar aaye hai
sine me apne aag hum toh aaj rakhkar laaye hai
parda uthane aaye hai, tujhse takrane aaye hai
parda uthane aaye hai, tujhse takrane aaye hai
o parda uthane aye hai, tujhse takrane aye hai
parda uthane aye hai, tujhse takrane aye hai
parda oye oye parda, parda oye oye parda

panchiyo ne fariyad ko ghera hai
ghera hai ghera hai ghera hai ghera hai
uske hi ghar me dala dera hai
dera hai dera hai dera hai dera hai
panchiyo ne fariyad ko ghera hai
uske hi ghar me dala dera hai
panchiyo ne fariyad ko ghera hai
uske hi ghar me dala dera hai
ankhe badi hai unki talvar
dhar tej hai rehna hoshiyar
dhar tej hai rehna hoshiyar
gardan pe teri churiya chalane hum shikari aye hai
yar ki gali me sarkar ki gali me

o tu to gudiya hai nahi jahar ki pudiya hai
o tu to rakh hai nahi ye to aag hai
o tu na pas ana tu ankh na milana
jaal ye hamne tana, tujhe hamne pehchana
teri khatiya bicha denge, tujhe uspe sula denge
tujhe mitti chata denge, teri batti bujha denge
dushamo ke hum gale me fasi lagane aye hai
panchiyon ke parr katarne kaichi hum laye hai
goliyo ka tujhko dene ham dahej laye hai
ham dahej laye hai

In the lane of the Beloved, in the government's lane,
The lane of the Beloved, in the government's lane,
A band of joyous souls, a mast kalandar, has come.
To make you taste the milk of your sixth day,
We, the mad ones, have arrived, arrived!
To offer you the dowry of shrouds, we bring,
To lift the veil, to clash with you, we come.
To lift the veil, to clash with you, we come.
To lift the veil, to clash with you, we come.
The veil, oh, the veil, the veil, oh, the veil.

Those who lift the veil hide behind the veil themselves,
On their killer gazes, these beauties preen.
The arrangements for the gathering are complete, ah ha, yes, complete,
This is the house of memory, not your dwelling place.
Not your dwelling place, this is the house of memory, not your dwelling place.
To clip the wings of the birds, we bring scissors.
Within our chests, we carry fire today.
To lift the veil, to clash with you, we come.
To lift the veil, to clash with you, we come.
Oh, to lift the veil, to clash with you, we come.
To lift the veil, to clash with you, we come.
The veil, oh, the veil, the veil, oh, the veil.

The birds have encircled the lament,
Encircling, encircling, encircling, encircling.
In their own house, they have made camp,
Camping, camping, camping, camping.
The birds have encircled the lament,
In their own house, they have made camp.
The birds have encircled the lament,
In their own house, they have made camp.
Their eyes are swords,
Their edges are sharp, beware!
Their edges are sharp, beware!
To run the knives across your neck, we, the hunters, have come.
In the lane of the Beloved, in the government's lane.

Oh, you are a doll, not a packet of poison,
Oh, you are ashes, not this fire,
Oh, do not come near, do not meet my eye,
We have spun this web, we have recognized you.
We will lay your bed, we will make you sleep upon it,
We will make you eat dust, we will extinguish your light.
To hang the noose around the necks of our enemies, we come,
To clip the wings of the birds, we bring our scissors.
To offer you the dowry of bullets, we bring,
We bring the dowry.