shakho pe jo khilti hai
kahaniya kahta hu
main kirni bhalu hu
jungle me rahta hu
shakho pe jo khilti hai
kahaniya kahta hu
main kirni bhalu hu
jungle me rahta hu

langur bhi angur bhi, hai panchhi aur machhi bhi
kala koua, lalu bander
ek lomdi jhuthi sacchi bhi
aur gidad vidad, bichhu bhalu
sabke apne kisse hai
jungle hai ek
lekin isme sabke hisse hai
langur bhi angur bhi, hai panchhi aur machhi bhi
kala koua, lalu bander
ek lomdi jhuthi sacchi bhi
aur gidad vidad, bichhu bhalu
sabke apne kisse hai
jungle hai ek
lekin isme sabke hisse hai

jhagde, lalach, dosti aur niti samjha du
kuch hone wali baate
kuch dil ki batla du

mera jungle to dekha tum logo ne
lekin waha ke bashinde
yani lekin waha ke rahne walo se
aapka parichay nahi hua
jaise aap log apne mulk ka
itihaas padhte hai na
usi tarah humare jungle ka bhi
bahut purana itihaas hai
waha bhi bade bade raja aur ran
ye jo itihaas hai unki
kahaniya hai
jaise raja kapi
ek bada meharban, balwan, vidwan
gyani raja tha
bandaro ka raja, raja kapi
raja kapi ne apne bandaro se kaha tha
ke aam khao aur guthli fenk do
lekin dekho koi aam
nadi me kabhi mat fenkna
aur sab bandaro ne uski maan li
uske raaj me bander badi mauj karte the
na koi darr, khauf, chinta
vusul asul to koi tha nahi
bindas jeete the pedo par
kudte faante chhlange lagate
aur gaaya karte the

Upon the boughs, where stories bloom,
I speak their truth, dispelling gloom.
I am the Bear, of ancient art,
Within the forest, plays my heart.

The langur, grapes, the birds in flight,
The fish that gleam in morning light,
The crow so black, the monkey bold,
The fox whose tales are yet untold.

The jackal sly, the scorpion's sting,
The bear's embrace, the songs they sing,
Each creature holds a story deep,
Within this wood, where secrets sleep.
The langur, grapes, the birds in flight,
The fish that gleam in morning light,
The crow so black, the monkey bold,
The fox whose tales are yet untold.
The jackal sly, the scorpion's sting,
The bear's embrace, the songs they sing,
Each creature holds a story deep,
Within this wood, where secrets sleep.

Of quarrels, greed, of friendship's grace,
And wisdom's path, I find my place.
Of future whispers, secrets kept,
The truths of hearts, I have adept.

You've seen my wood, its verdant guise,
But not the souls behind those eyes.
You read of nations, times of old,
So too our forest’s tales unfold.
Of kings and battles, grand and vast,
The echoes of a storied past,
Like King Kapi, a noble soul,
Whose wisdom made the monkeys whole.
He said, "Eat fruit, and cast the seed,
But never in the river, heed!"
His monkeys thrived, with hearts so free,
No fear, no rules, just liberty.
They leaped and played, with joyous sound,
And songs of freedom did resound.