lagai le pech re babua lagai le pech re guttua
lagai le pech re babua lagai le pech re guttua

gattu hai mere bharat ki nishani, hasti hai badi jani mani
gattu hai mere bharat ki nishani, hasti hai badi jani mani
aadat aisi hai, acchi hai ye talab bheeni bheeni
gattu rom rom rom me samaye hain
lagai le pech re babuaa, lagai le pech re guttuaa

gattu batan si aankho se bulaye hain
gattu chikni chupdi baato me uljhae hain
gattu choti ka rumal harjaye hain

o babua
vaise bade hi maasum aur bhale hain
jaise motar me car me chale hain
inke aasman me charche bade hain
gattu ji dhul fank fank ke pale hain
aise khech lagake pech, jara dhil de ke dekh
aise khech lagake pech, jara dhil de ke dekh
is patang ki dor kho na jaye
aadat aisi hai, acchi hai ye talab bheeni bheeni
gattu rom rom rom me samaye hai
lagai le pech re babua, lagai le pech re guttua
lagai le pech re babua, lagai le pech re guttua

Spin the reel, young man, spin the reel, my friend,
Spin the reel, young man, spin the reel, my friend.

Gattu, a symbol of India's heart, its legacy,
Gattu, a symbol of India's heart, of history.
A sweet craving, a tender desire,
Gattu permeates the very soul.
Spin the reel, young man, spin the reel, my friend.

Gattu beckons with button eyes,
Gattu ensnares with smooth, charming lies.
Gattu's handkerchief, a fleeting prize.

Oh, young man,
Though seemingly innocent and kind,
Like a motor that drives, a car that winds,
Their fame soars in the skies, you find,
Gattu, raised on the dust that binds.
With a pull and twist, a loosen and see,
With a pull and twist, a loosen and see,
Lest the string of this kite be lost to thee.
A sweet craving, a tender desire,
Gattu permeates the very soul.
Spin the reel, young man, spin the reel, my friend,
Spin the reel, young man, spin the reel, my friend.