dabba ban raha hai dabba mahak chakta
chamak dahkata dabba sirf dal chawal sabji ka nahi
panir masrum gobhi ka nahi are methi matar malai ka nahi
balki itni sari mamatao or dher sare pyar se bhara
he dabba he dabba

dabba ban raha hai dabba mahak cahakta
chamak dahkata dabba sirf dal chawal sabji ka nahi
panir masrum gobhi ka nahi are methi matar malai ka nahi
balki itni sari mamatao or dher sare pyar se bhara
he dabba he dabba

dekho karib se dekho karib se
lazzat hara pitara
thap thapate hath ka kamal pyara
mamta or pyar ka hi ye jadu hai sara
sirf dal chawal sabji ka nahi
panir masrum gobhi ka nahi
are methi matar malai ka nahi
balki itni sari mamatao or dher sare pyar se bhara
he dabba he dabba dabba ban raha hai dabba mahak chakta
chamak dahkata dabba

ab intzar bhi siska hai ab intzar bhi siska hai
kartaby dar mister ka pake desh ki sari hiska hai
ab intzar bhi siska hai ab intzar bhi siska hai
mummyo ka dil dabbo me kaid
mummyo ka dil dabbo me kaid
bache bekhabar bade bekhabar he dabba he dabba

A vessel takes form, a fragrant bloom,
A vessel that gleams, dispelling gloom.
Not just rice and lentils, a simple fare,
Nor paneer, mushroom, or cauliflower rare,
Nor methi, mutter, malai's rich embrace,
But a vessel of love, in a maternal space,
Overflowing with tenderness untold,
A vessel, a vessel, more precious than gold.

A vessel takes form, a fragrant bloom,
A vessel that gleams, dispelling gloom.
Not just rice and lentils, a simple fare,
Nor paneer, mushroom, or cauliflower rare,
Nor methi, mutter, malai's rich embrace,
But a vessel of love, in a maternal space,
Overflowing with tenderness untold,
A vessel, a vessel, more precious than gold.

Look closely, behold with care,
A treasure chest beyond compare.
The magic of hands, a rhythmic beat,
A love-woven spell, tender and sweet.
Not just rice and lentils, a simple fare,
Nor paneer, mushroom, or cauliflower rare,
Nor methi, mutter, malai's rich embrace,
But a vessel of love, in a maternal space,
Overflowing with tenderness untold,
A vessel, a vessel, more precious than gold.
A vessel takes form, a fragrant bloom,
A vessel that gleams, dispelling gloom.

Now waiting sighs, a whispered plea,
Bearing the weight of duty, you see.
A nation's share, a silent decree,
Now waiting sighs, for you and for me.
Mothers' hearts, within boxes confined,
Unknowing children, their futures aligned.
A vessel, a vessel, our story we find.