do do pankh laga ke
panchi banenge do do pankh laga ke
neele gagan le udte udte chanda chhu kar aayenge
chhu kar aayenge chanda do do pankh laga ke
panchi banenge do do pankh laga ke

aam churaye kuku gaye koyal koyal khele
chupke chupke jakar maa ke hath se roti lele
aam churaye kuku gaye koyal koyal khele
chupke chupke jakar maa ke hath se roti lele
maa pakde to furr se ud kar dur se shor machayenge
hum shor machayenge do do pankh laga ke
panchi banenge do do pankh laga ke

pankh lagaye udte ude raj mahal me jaye
singasan se chupke chupke taj pahan kar aaye
pankh lagaye udte ude raj mahal me jaye
singasan se chupke chupke taj pahan kar aaye
raja ji ki maa ghabraye pahchane jab munna
ha ha mauj udayenge do do pankh lagake
panchi banenge do do pankh laga ke

maa ki god me lori sunke mich le dono aankho
maa soche jab so gaya munna sapne me ud bhage
maa ki god me lori sunke mich le dono aankho
maa soche jab so gaya munna sapne me ud bhage
jaldi jaldi jakar hum phir suraj ko le aayenge
hum suraj layenge do do pankh lagake
panchi banenge do do pankh laga ke

With wings of twin, of twin, we'll rise,
A bird we'll be, with wings of twin, to skies.
Through azure deep, we'll soar and climb,
And kiss the moon, transcending space and time.
Kiss the moon we'll touch, with wings of twin,
A bird we'll be, with wings of twin, within.

Steal the mango, cuckoo sings, the cuckoo plays,
Silently, we'll steal the bread from mother's ways.
Steal the mango, cuckoo sings, the cuckoo plays,
Silently, we'll steal the bread from mother's ways.
If mother catches, we'll fly far, and make a sound,
A joyous noise we'll make, with wings around.
A bird we'll be, with wings of twin, profound.

With wings we fly, to palaces we roam,
From thrones, in secret, we'll steal the crown from home.
With wings we fly, to palaces we roam,
From thrones, in secret, we'll steal the crown from home.
The king's dear mother, worried, sees her son,
Joy we'll embrace, with wings of twin begun.
A bird we'll be, with wings of twin, undone.

In mother's lap, lullaby we hear,
Close our eyes, as slumber draws so near.
In mother's lap, lullaby we hear,
Close our eyes, as slumber draws so near.
Mother thinks us sleeping, in dreams we'll flee,
Quickly, we'll return, the sun to see.
The sun we'll bring, with wings of twin, you see.
A bird we'll be, with wings of twin, eternally.