char char hai lutere aur ek ladki
ho bure logo me fansi hai dekho nek ladki
char char hai lutere aur ek ladki
bure logo me fansi hai dekho nek ladki
tu leke aaja rupaiya are baanke sipahiya
baje de baja de
inka dhinak dhinak ta thaiya thaiya
o char char hai lutere aur ek ladki

insano ke chole me ho
insano ke chole me ho
tum chhupe huye shaitan
paise paise ki khatir kyu bech rahe imaan
pal bhar me hi utar jayegi
ye sab jhuthi masti
mit gaye bade bade jalim
tum jaiso ki kya hasti
tum sab pe
o tum sab pe hai bhari aisi ek ladki
bure logo me fansi hai dekho nek ladki
tu leke aaja rupaiya are baanke sipahiya
baja de inka dhinak dhinak ta thaiya thaiya
o char char hai lutere aur ek ladki

jisko chahiye pyar ka jaam
bole apna apna naam
tera naam gangaram
aur tera naam jamunadas
dhat teri ki satyanash
nama tumhara hai ganga jamuna
nama tumhara hai ganga jamuna
aur karte ho ye kaam
dub maro besharmo isme
ye pada hai jaam
nashe ki khatir apni aatma
deta hai ye dhokha
aadmi itna gir sakta hai
pahli baar hai dekha
huyi kitni
huyi kitni hairan dekh dekh ladki
bure logo me fansi hai dekho nek ladki
tu leke aaja rupaiya are baanke sipahiya
baje de baja de
inka dhinak dhinak ta thaiya thaiya
char char hai lutere aur ek ladki

Four wolves and a lamb, adrift in the night,
A pure heart ensnared by shadows' blight.
Four wolves and a lamb, a desperate plea,
A virtuous soul in captivity.
Bring forth the silver, brave warrior true,
And let the drums of justice ring anew.
Their dance of ruin, a rhythmic fall,
Oh, four wolves and a lamb, answering the call.

In human guise, a darkness dwells,
Demons in disguise, their wicked spells.
For coins they trade, their honor lost,
This fleeting joy, a heavy cost.
The fleeting revelry, will fade away,
And mighty tyrants, meet their day.
What remains of the wicked, in time's harsh decree,
Upon them all, the lamb's decree.

They fall before, the maiden's stand,
A virtuous heart in a desolate land.
Bring forth the silver, brave warrior true,
And let the drums of justice ring anew.
Their dance of ruin, a rhythmic fall,
Oh, four wolves and a lamb, answering the call.

Who seeks the cup of love's sweet wine,
Speak forth your name, let truth entwine.
Your name is Gangar, your name Jamuna Das?
Shame on you, your time has passed.
Your names are Ganga, and Jamuna's flow,
Yet such deeds, you choose to bestow.
Drown yourselves, you shameless crew,
In this poison, your souls subdue.
For fleeting highs, your spirit sold,
Such depths of depravity, a story told.
The depths of men, a sight unseen,
The lamb's sweet heart, where innocence has been.
She marvels, aghast, her spirit torn,
A virtuous soul, in a world forlorn.
Bring forth the silver, brave warrior true,
And let the drums of justice ring anew.
Their dance of ruin, a rhythmic fall,
Oh, four wolves and a lamb, answering the call.