dekho chakkar me chakkar me chakkar me
hai duniya sari chakar me hai duniya sari chakar me
roos chin japan amrika itali england or afrika
pade hue hai item bomb roket ke chakkar me
dekho chakkar me chakkar me chakkar me
humne dekhe mard marathe mote duble sathe pathe

aisa waisa kar are jaisa jaisa kar
humchi marathi faar chndli sab is chakkar me
dekho chakkar me chakkar me chakkar me
hai duniya sari chakar me hai duniya sari chakar me
roos chin japan amrika itali england or afrika
pade hue hai item bomb roket ke chakkar me
dekho chakkar me chakkar me chakkar me

dekhe humne sindhi bhai are unki boli humko bhai
sutho sai sutho hallo sai hallo
sutho sai sutho hallo sai hallo
wah re ashumal mithai wale yar jani
ownership ki buildig le lo sab is chakaar me
dekho chakkar me chakkar me chakkar me
hai duniya sari chakar me hai duniya sari chakar me
roos chin japan amrika itali england or afrika
pade hue hai item bomb roket ke chakkar me
ho dekho chakkar me chakkar me chakkar me

dekhe humne bhai gujrati kaim chai kaim chai kare din rati
piya paili pasangar me aavi jyo ho suratne mitthai mane lavi dyo
ho piya ho piya ho piya piya paili pasangar me aavi jyo
dekho chakkar me chakkar me chakkar me
hai duniya sari chakar me hai duniya sari chakar me
roos chin japan amrika itali england or afrika
pade hue hai item bomb roket ke chakkar me

Behold, the world's a spinning wheel, a dizzying maze,
Entangled in a whirl, lost in a hazy daze.
From Russia, China, Japan, to America's shore,
Italy, England, and Africa, forevermore,
Caught in the cycle of bombs and rockets' fire,
Behold the spinning, the endless desire.

We've witnessed heroes, stout and lean,
Each striving, grasping, for a fleeting scene.
Do what you must, be as you may,
Our lives are fading in this spiraling sway.
Behold the spinning, the endless desire,
From Russia, China, Japan, to America's shore,
Italy, England, and Africa, forevermore,
Caught in the cycle of bombs and rockets' fire,
Behold the spinning, the endless desire.

We've met Sindhi brothers, their language so sweet,
"Sutho Sai, Sutho Hello," a welcoming greet.
"Wah Re Ashumal," the sweet shop's famed call,
Buying and selling, entangled in all.
Behold the spinning, the endless desire,
From Russia, China, Japan, to America's shore,
Italy, England, and Africa, forevermore,
Caught in the cycle of bombs and rockets' fire,
Behold the spinning, the endless desire.

We've seen Gujarati brothers, "Kem Chhe?" they sing,
Day and night repeating, the joy they bring.
"Piya, first passenger arriving at the station",
"Surtane, bring sweets, for celebration!"
"Piya, Piya, Piya", first passenger call,
Behold the spinning, the endless desire,
From Russia, China, Japan, to America's shore,
Italy, England, and Africa, forevermore,
Caught in the cycle of bombs and rockets' fire,
Behold the spinning, the endless desire.