ye dil kya chiz hai
pyar kiska naam hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai
ye dil kya chiz hai
pyar kiska naam hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai

hum jaise garibo ki sare hansi udate hai
hum jaise garibo ki sare hansi udate hai
tum jaise amiro ko sare gale lagate hai
sara zamana paiso ka gulam hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai
ye dil kya chiz hai
pyar kiska naam hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai

kya hua tum logo ne
mere dil ko tod diya
kya hua tum logo ne
mere dil ko tod diya
kya ye kam ehsaan hai
mujhko jinda chhod diya
warna garib ka jeena haram hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai
ye dil kya chiz hai
pyar kiska naam hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai

mujhko apni mehfil se
khali hath na jane do
mujhko apni mehfil se
khali hath na jane do
ji bhar ke tum sab mujhko
gaaliya do taane do
samjhunga main yahi mera inaam hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai
ye dil kya chiz hai
pyar kiska naam hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai
paise ko salam hai
bhai paise ko salam hai

What is this heart, this fragile thing?
What name do we give the love it sings?
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.
What is this heart, this fragile thing?
What name do we give the love it sings?
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.

We, the poor, our laughter they scorn,
We, the poor, are left alone and torn.
To the wealthy, open arms they lend,
For money rules, until the end.
The world, a slave to fortune's hold,
To money, a story to be told.
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.
What is this heart, this fragile thing?
What name do we give the love it sings?
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.

So what if you shattered my heart's core?
So what if you shattered, and nothing more?
Is it not grace, this breath I draw?
To leave me breathing, though I saw...
For a pauper's life is a living hell,
To money, the tale that they all will tell.
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.
What is this heart, this fragile thing?
What name do we give the love it sings?
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.

From your gathering, do not send me away,
From your gathering, at the close of day.
Let me endure your taunts and sneers,
Let me endure, all my fears.
I'll find my reward in your scornful gaze,
To money, in all of life's maze.
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.
What is this heart, this fragile thing?
What name do we give the love it sings?
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.
To money, a bow, a humble plea,
To money, a bow, for all to see.