in hatho se sabki gadi chal rahi hai
in hatho se sabki gadi chal rahi hai
hath la ustad kyu kaisi kahi hai
hath la ustad kyu kaisi kahi hai
in hatho se sabki gadi chal rahi hai
are wah wah wah wah

ek din ki hai bat rah me hum jate the
gadi bigdi hai log ye chillate the
ek din ki hai bat rah me hum jate the
gadi bigdi hai log ye chillate the
jakar dekha yar rota tha dilip kumar
hum kambkhat gadi ko bhi yahi puncture hona tha
ham pahuche to sari aafat tal gayi wah wah
in hatho se sabki gadi chal rahi hai
are wah wah wah

popo motar car jis ghadi tan tan chamke
bole apne hath rah me horan banke
popo motar car jis ghadi tan tan chamke
bole apne hath rah me horan banke
pyare hat jana niche na kat jana
pyare hat jana
pyare hat jana niche na kat jana
kitno ki girti pagdi sambhal gayi
in hatho se sabki gadi chal rahi hai
hath la ustad kyu kaisi kahi hai
hath la ustad kyu kaisi kahi hai
in hatho se sabki gadi chal rahi hai
wah wah wah wah

ye ruk jate to sare dhandhe ruk jate
ghar se daftar tak seth kaise ja pate
ye ruk jate to sare dhandhe ruk jaye
ghar se daftar tak seth kaise ja pate
sara karobar ho jata bantadhar
yu samjho inse ye dunia chal gayi, wah wah
in hatho se sabki gadi chal rahi hai, wah wah
in hatho se sabki gadi chal rahi hai, wah wah
hath la ustad kyu kaisi kahi hai
in hatho se sabki gadi chal rahi hai
wah wah wah wah

From these hands, the world's wheels turn,
From these hands, the world's wheels turn.
A master's touch, a perfect word,
A master's touch, a perfect word.
From these hands, the world's wheels turn,
Bravo! Bravo!

Once, upon the road we trod,
The car broke down, a worried nod.
Once, upon the road we trod,
The car broke down, a worried nod.
We saw, dear friend, the sorrow deep,
Even Dilip Kumar, his tears to weep.
"To puncture here, this cursed fate!"
Our arrival, saved the day, the hour.
From these hands, the world's wheels turn,
Bravo! Bravo!

The motor car, with whirring sound,
Our hands become the horn, renowned.
The motor car, with whirring sound,
Our hands become the horn, renowned.
"Dear ones, step aside, avoid the fray,
Dear ones, step aside, avoid the fray,
Lest you be cut, and lose your way."
Many a turban, saved in time,
From these hands, the world's wheels turn.
A master's touch, a perfect word,
A master's touch, a perfect word.
From these hands, the world's wheels turn,
Bravo! Bravo!

If these hands would ever cease,
Commerce would falter, bring no peace.
If these hands would ever cease,
The merchant, how would he find release?
From home to office, roads would die,
The whole world’s work, beneath the sky.
The world, in essence, moves along,
From these hands, the world's wheels turn, Bravo!
From these hands, the world's wheels turn, Bravo!
A master's touch, a perfect word,
From these hands, the world's wheels turn.
Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!