main ek sone ki murat hu
khazana hu main daulat hu
main ek sone ki murat hu
khazana hu main daulat hu
khazana lut le aakar
kahan hai choro ka raja
main ek sone ki murat hu
khazana hu main daulat hu
khazana lut le aakar
kahan hai choro ka raja

khazane jitne hote hai
wahi to naag sote hai
khazane jitne hote hai
wahi to naag sote hai
ke tumse dur hi khush hai
jaha hai choro ka raja
main ek sone ki murat hu
khazana hu main daulat hu
main ek sone ki murat hu

main masti hu tu daru hai
main mantar hu tu jadu hai
main gulshan hu tu khushbu hai
main koyal hu tu kuku hai
magar sun le mera kahna
yaha se dur hi rahna
magar sun le mera kahna
yaha se dur hi rahna
yaha panga nahi lena
yaha hai choro ka raja
main ek sone ki murat hu
khazana hu main daulat hu
khazana lut le aakar
kahan hai choro ka raja
main ek sone ki murat hu

I am a golden idol, a form divine,
A treasure trove, wealth that shall shine.
I am a golden idol, in splendor's hold,
A treasure trove, more precious than gold.
Come, plunder this hoard, if you dare to try,
Where does the thief-king dwell, beneath what sky?

For treasures are guarded, a serpent's deep sleep,
Within their embrace, secrets they keep.
Those who seek you, find joy in their flight,
Where does the thief-king live, shrouded in night?
I am a golden idol, a sight to behold,
A treasure trove, a story untold.
I am a golden idol, in splendor's hold.

I am the revelry, you are the wine,
I am the mantra, the magic is thine.
I am the garden, the fragrance you breathe,
The nightingale's song, the cuckoo's decree.
But heed my warning, listen to me,
From this sacred space, forever flee.
But heed my warning, let this be clear,
No conflict here, hold yourself dear,
Here is the thief-king, his kingdom so vast,
I am a golden idol, forever to last.
A treasure trove, the richness within,
Come, plunder this hoard, where does the king begin?
I am a golden idol, a form divine.