arey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai
arey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai
arey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai
hum manmoji banda hai apun ka to yahi dandha hai
arey jhumke nachke gana kismat me likhera hai
na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai
arey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai

ye sargam ye saz hai ye ghungaru ki jhankar hai
duniya ke bazar me gito ka vyopar hai waha waha
chhaya ho ya dhup ho barkha ya chandani
basti basti ghum ke hum to chhede ragani
kya maze ki zindagi hai ye hamari zindagi
hum bindas ha ha arey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai
arey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai

jina to hai char din kyu na jile pyar se
dena kya sansar ko lena kya sansar se
hum kyu soche zindagi kanta hai ya phul hai
jo bhi mile takdir humko wahi kabul hai
kya hai pana kya hai khona kya hai rona kya hansi
hey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai
arey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai

na sone ki bhukh hai na chandi ki pyas hai
yaar ki yari sath hai yaar ki dolat pass hai
pocket khali mal se dil to malamal hai
wo chahe jis hal me yaro hum kushhal hai
na gamo ka gam hai koi na khushi ki hai khushi
hum bindas arey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai
arey na hum pagal hai aur na to piyela hai
hum manmoji banda hai apun ka to yahi dhandha hai
hey jhumke nachke gana kismat me likhera hai

Not mad are we, nor steeped in drink's embrace,
Not mad are we, nor lost to time and space,
Not mad are we, no, never were we so,
A free-spirited soul, this is our trade, you know.
To dance and sing, our fate, a woven plea,
Not mad are we, nor what you think we be,
Not mad are we, nor lost to ecstasy.

These melodies, these rhythms, a tinkling sound,
In the world's bazaar, where songs are found, all around.
Be it shadow's cloak or sun's bright kiss,
Or rain's soft tears, or moon's pale bliss,
Wandering through towns, our tunes we share,
What a life we live, beyond compare,
We're carefree souls, ha-ha!
Not mad are we, nor lost to drink's decree,
Not mad are we, forever wild and free.

To live a while, these precious fleeting days,
Why not then live with love in every maze?
What to give the world, what to take away?
Why ponder life, be it night or day?
Whatever fate may bring, we embrace the call,
What is gain, what is loss, what tears will fall?
Not mad are we, nor lost to drink's thrall.
Not mad are we, forever standing tall.

No hunger for gold, no thirst for silver's gleam,
Friendship's bond our wealth, a vibrant dream,
Empty pockets, but hearts so full inside,
In every circumstance, in joy or pride,
No sorrow's sting, no joy that overruns,
We're carefree souls!
Not mad are we, nor drunk on what life brims,
Not mad are we, beyond where darkness swims.
A free-spirited soul, this is our trade, you see,
To dance and sing, our destined decree.