do akalmand huye fikrmand
ab soch rahe kya karna hai dilbar jani
do akalmand huye fikrmand
ab soch rahe kya karna hai dilbar jani

kahi mahal hai kahi jhopadi ise sar kahe use khopadi
tan se jo nanga hai vo milky jaan hai
kapda banaya hoga lakh aan hai khud oti me khada
do akalmand huye fikrmand
ab soch rahe kya karna hai dilbar jani

suno darling ye hai india jara come near tujhe du bata
jaan se hai pyari meri jaan rotiya
hoti hai garib ka iman rotiya sach hai kisi ne kaha
do akalmand huye fikrmand
ab soch rahe kya karna hai dilbar jani

milo inse bhi ye jo hai khade suno lala ji kaha chal diye
are galle ko dabaye huye mote pet me
mouka pa ke bech dega tigne ret me
chahega garibo ka bura
do akalmand huye fikrmand
ab soch rahe kya karna hai dilbar jani

kahi dharm kahi dushmani insaniyat kaha kho gai
hay mare gaye papiyo ki baat maan ke
apne man ko khich tan ke upar vale dono se bacha
do akalmand huye fikrmand
ab soch rahe kya karna hai dilbar jani
do akalmand huye fikrmand
ab soch rahe kya karna hai dilbar jani

Two wise minds, now burdened by thought,
Wondering, my beloved, what must be wrought.
Two wise minds, now burdened by thought,
Wondering, my beloved, what must be wrought.

A palace stands tall, a hut in its shade,
One crowned, the other, a skull's parade.
The body unclothed, a milky embrace,
A million threads spun, for fabric and lace,
Yet in the heat, the self still stands,
Two wise minds, now burdened by thought,
Wondering, my beloved, what must be wrought.

Listen, darling, this is India's ground,
Let me whisper truths, profound.
My life's most precious, these loaves of bread,
Poverty's honor, as it's often said.
A truth spoken, by one of old,
Two wise minds, now burdened by thought,
Wondering, my beloved, what must be wrought.

Meet those standing, a scattered band,
Listen, Lala, where do you now stand?
Clutching their coffers, bellies so wide,
At thrice the cost, their goods they hide.
Wishing ill upon the poor,
Two wise minds, now burdened by thought,
Wondering, my beloved, what must be wrought.

Where is humanity, lost in this fray?
Where is the love that should light our way?
Consumed by sin, by wicked desire,
Pulling and tugging, our hearts on fire.
From both of them, may we be saved,
Two wise minds, now burdened by thought,
Wondering, my beloved, what must be wrought.
Two wise minds, now burdened by thought,
Wondering, my beloved, what must be wrought.