ye rail humare ghar ki
ye rail humare ghar ki
dekho bhage tej hawa se
bambai waale bade musafir
nikle kalkatta se
bambai waale bade musafir
nikle kalkatta se

ye rail humare ghar ki
ye rail humare ghar ki
dekho bhage tej hawa se
bambai waale bade musafir
nikle kalkatta se
delhi waale bade musafir
nikle kalkatta se
lahore waale bade musafir
nikle kalkatta se
lucknow waale bade musafir
nikle kalkatta se
ye rail humare ghar ki
ye rail humare ghar ki

ye rail humare ghar ki
ye rail humare ghar ki
dekho bhage tej hawa se
bambai waale bade musafir
nikle kalkatta se
bambai waale bade musafir
nikle kalkatta se

guard babu, guard babu jhandi na dikhana
guard babu, guard babu jhandi na dikhana
jhandi na dikhana ho siti na bajana
plateform pe rah gayi gathariya mori
plateform pe rah gayi gathariya
teri gathari me aisa kya hai khajana
teri gathari me aisa kya hai khajana
deri se gaadi karun jo rawana
deri se gaadi karun jo rawana
gathari me rah gayi mori mathe ki bindiya
gathari me rah gayi mori mathe ki bindiya
mathe ki bindiya ho kajre ki dibiya
mathe ki bindiya ho kajre ki dibiya
babul ki di hui chunariya
ha more babul ki di hui chunariya
ha plateform pe rah gayi gathariya mori
plateform pe rah gayi gathariya

lo engine ne de di kuki
ha engine ne de di kuki
ab gaadi se utri to chuki
ab gaadi se utri to chuki
fir lega na koi sanwariya
mori plateform pe rah gayi gathariya
guard babu, guard babu jhandi to dikhaao
guard babu, guard babu jhandi to dikhaao
jhandi to dikhaao o siti to bajao
biti jaayen na yun hi umariya
mori plateform pe rah gayi gathariya

ye rail humare ghar ki
ye rail humare ghar ki
dekho chhuk chhuk, chhuk chhuk, chhuk chhuk
bambai waale bade musafir
chhuk chhuk, chhuk chhuk, chhuk chhuk
bambai waale bade musafir
chhuk chhuk, chhuk chhuk, chhuk chhuk

This train, our very home, it seems,
Surges forth, a breath of windswept dreams.
Bombay's travelers, a restless breed,
Depart from Calcutta, planting seed.
Bombay's travelers, on a hurried quest,
Depart from Calcutta, putting life to test.

This train, our very home, it flies,
A blur against the boundless skies.
Bombay's travelers, seeking fate's embrace,
Depart from Calcutta's time and space.
Delhi's pilgrims, on a journey grand,
Depart from Calcutta, across the land.
Lahore's wanderers, with a distant call,
Depart from Calcutta, answering fate's thrall.
Lucknow's dreamers, with a whispered plea,
Depart from Calcutta, wild and free.
This train, our very home, a fleeting grace.

This train, our very home, it speeds,
As swift as thought, fulfilling needs.
Bombay's travelers, with hearts ablaze,
Depart from Calcutta's hazy maze.

Oh, guard, dear guard, don't raise the flag so soon,
Don't blow the whistle, beneath the moon.
A bundle left, upon the platform's face,
What treasure holds that forsaken space?
Delay the train, let the moments breathe,
My forehead's jewel, my heart's reprieve.
My kohl-lined eyes, a tear-filled plea,
My father's gift, now lost to me.
My father's shawl, a memory's gleam,
A bundle left, beside a fading dream.

The engine coughs, a final sound,
If I disembark, loss will be found.
No lover waits, no tender touch,
My bundle lost, meaning oh so much.
Oh, guard, dear guard, now raise the flag on high,
Blow the whistle, before I die.
Let not my years simply drift away,
My bundle lost, at the close of day.

This train, our very home, it sighs,
*Chuk chuk, chuk chuk,* beneath the skies.
Bombay's travelers, now disappear.