aao ji aao suno tumko sunaau ek sapne ki story
ki meri palko ki tapri ke neeche
woh rehta tha sapna tapori
ambar me udne ka shauk use tha, akal thi thodi
arre chupke se, tupke se
karna woh chaahta tha moon ki chori
yeh bawla sa sapna, bada bawla sa sapna
meri maanata nahi hai, mera hi hai woh sapna
yeh bawla sa sapna, bada bawla sa sapna
rukna kahan hai aage, nahi janata tha sapna

sapne ka tha beta sapnu, pyara pyara bada dulaara
bola papa aana jaldi jaldi, tum chanda lana
hadbadi me, gadbadi me, sapna nikla sambhala fisla
uda, pahuncha, pahuncha, chand ke ghar gaya
woh raat thi amasi, chhutti pe tha ji chanda
dabe paao jo gaya tha, khali hath lauta banda
yeh bawla sa sapna, bada bawla sa sapna
meri maanata nahi hai, mera hi hai woh sapna

badal badal ghume pagal, sapnu ko ab kaise dikhaaye
chehra, chehra, chehra, ya ya yeah yeah apna chehra
tabhi sadak pe pada dikha ik
ujla ujla, pyara pyara sheesha, sheesha
sheehse me usko jaane kya dikha
sapnu ko ja dikhaaya, sheeshe me uska chehra
bola mere pyare sapnu, tu hi hai chand apna
yeh bawla sa sapna, bada bawla sa sapna
meri maanata nahi hai, mera hi hai woh sapna

Come, gather close, a tale I shall unfold,
A dream's sweet story, in my eyelids' fold.
Beneath the thatch where visions softly dwell,
A rogueish dream resided, under heaven's spell.

He yearned to soar, though wisdom was a thread,
And whispered plans to steal the moon instead.
This foolish dream, a wild and restless thing,
Refused my counsel, yet it’s mine to sing.
This foolish dream, so wild, it knows no stay,
Unknowing of the paths that lie ahead, it strayed away.

The dream's sweet child, Sapanu, loved and cherished dear,
Cried, "Father, hasten, bring the moon so clear!"
In haste and blunder, the dream took flight,
He flew and reached the moon's celestial light.
That night, a moonless void, the moon on rest,
He tiptoed near, returning, empty-chested.
This foolish dream, a wild and restless thing,
Refused my counsel, yet it’s mine to sing.

Ah, clouds did swirl, the dreamer's head in haze,
How now to show Sapanu, the moon's soft gaze?
The face, the face, the very face he knew,
Then on the road, a glimmer, shining through.
A mirror lay, reflecting light so bright,
He showed Sapanu, his own reflected sight.
He said, "My darling, dearest dream, behold,
The moon you seek, in your own face is told."
This foolish dream, a wild and restless thing,
Refused my counsel, yet it’s mine to sing.