duniya ke sath chalo, naya jamana hai ye
mardo ko dosh dena, raag purana hai ye
duniya ke sath chalo, naya jamana hai ye
mardo ko dosh dena, raag purana hai ye
jhuthi inki jaat kaho
ya kaho inhe diwana
mardo ka fir bhi gulam hai zamana
ye mard bade dilsard bade
bedard chalo ji mana
mardo ka fir bhi gulam hai zamana

gussa, gurur, ladna nari ki bhul hai ye
thanda mizaz rakhna pahla asul hai ye
gussa garur ladna nari ki bhul hai ye
thanda mizaz rakhna pahla asul hai ye
bat pate ki kahta hu mai
chahe kaho diwana
mardo ka fir bhi gulam hai zamana
ye mard bade dilsard bade
bedard chalo ji mana
mardo ka fir bhi gulam hai zamana
ye mard bade dilsard bade
bedard chalo ji mana
mardo ka fir bhi gulam hai zamana

Walk with the world, a new age dawns,
To blame the man, an age-old song.
Walk with the world, a new age dawns,
To blame the man, an age-old song.
Call them liars, if you must,
Or call them mad, the claim you've spun.
Yet still, the world, to men enslaved, has succumbed.
These men, so cold, so callous they be,
Heartless, yes, so it is begun.
Yet still, the world, to men enslaved, has succumbed.

Anger, pride, for a woman, a fault it seems,
To keep a cool head, the first decree, it gleams.
Anger, pride, for a woman, a fault it seems,
To keep a cool head, the first decree, it gleams.
I speak the truth, though it may sting,
Call me mad, the truth I've spun.
Yet still, the world, to men enslaved, has succumbed.
These men, so cold, so callous they be,
Heartless, yes, so it is begun.
Yet still, the world, to men enslaved, has succumbed.
These men, so cold, so callous they be,
Heartless, yes, so it is begun.
Yet still, the world, to men enslaved, has succumbed.