pagdi sambhalo jatta, pagdi sambhal

pagdi sambhal jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal tera lut gaya maal oye
pagdi sambhal tera lut gaya maal oye
pagdi sambhal jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal jatta, pagdi sambhal

mitti ke sang mitti hokar bij bichhane wale
bij bichhane wale
apne kheto me sone ki fasal ugaane wale
fasal ugaane wale
kit haad diya tuppa saiya
poh maagh de paale
fasal paki to aa gaye
tujhse chhin ke khane wale
dharti teri, khet ne tere
tu dharti da laal oye
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal

pet bhare duniya ka apna pet na bharne paye
pet na bharne paye
tera pasina teri mehnat tere kaam na aaye
tere kaam na aaye
sud te sud chukai jana
karja lele khana
bante bante teri garibi
ban gayi rog purana
tere dard nu koi na jane
koi na puchhe hal oye
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal

maange se jo mile na tujhko
chhin le tu haq apna
chhin le tu haq apna
dur hai kyu teri aankho se
khushali ka sapna
khushali ka sapna
teri gairat jaage te taqdeer bi teri jaage
chhod de apne sar ko jhukana
tu gairo ke aage
soch jara ke tera jivan
kyu hai ek sawal oye
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal tera lut gaya maal oye
pagdi sambhal tera lut gaya maal oye
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal
pagdi sambhal o jatta, pagdi sambhal

Guard your turban, Jat, guard it well,
Guard your turban, Jat, the storm will fell.
Guard your turban, Jat, a fortune lost,
Guard your turban, Jat, at any cost.

You, who become earth with the earth,
Sowing seeds, rebirth.
Across your fields, gold they see,
But winter's icy decree.
The harvest ripe, a hungry horde,
Will snatch it from your board.
Your land, your fields, the soil your kin,
Son of the soil, where do you begin?
Guard your turban, Jat, arise and call,
Guard your turban, lest you fall.

You feed the world, but starve within,
Your sweat, your toil, no solace win.
Interest paid, debt you bear,
Poverty’s grip, a constant snare.
Your pain unheard, your plight unknown,
A silent sorrow you have grown.
Guard your turban, Jat, awake and see,
Guard your turban, and finally be free.

Demand what's due, the right to seize,
From distant eyes, where joy never flees.
Why is happiness beyond your reach?
Awake your honor, your destiny beseech.
No more bowing, head held low,
Before strangers, your spirit to bestow.
Ponder life, a burning quest,
Why it's a question, put to the test?
Guard your turban, Jat, and do not fail,
Guard your turban, the winds will wail.
Guard your turban, a fortune lost,
Guard your turban, at any cost.
Guard your turban, Jat, the time is now,
Guard your turban, and take a vow.
Guard your turban, Jat, arise and call,
Guard your turban, lest you fall.