he ranglo aaye re raja ranglo aaye
ranglo aaye re raja ranglo aaye
he rangli aaye re rani rangli aaye
rang rangli aaye re rani rangli aaye

aata hai re aata hai
dekho bhikho bhikhari aata hai
aata hai re aata hai
dekho bhikho bhikhari aata hai
zara jana karo pahchan karo
zara jana karo pahchan karo
daya daan karo puny paan karo
paai paise me swarg dilata hai
dekho bhikho bhikhari aata hai
paai paise me swarg dilata hai
dekho bhikho bhikhari aata hai
dekho bhikho bhikhari aata hai

raja mange rajkuwar aur majoor mange jwar
are mohar mange bhikhla kare na aur vichar
is bhikho ki bhukh ek sona mohar
wo to ratta aur japta ek sona mohar
wo to tarse aur tadpe ek sona mohar
raat jage aur mange ek sona mohar
usko lagan lagi ek sona mohar
mange mange re mange ek sona mohar
ek sona mohar, ek sona mohar
ek sona mohar, ek sona mohar

are subah sawere sona karam baith ke rona
are subah sawere sona karam baith ke rona
grah ki dasha ye kahti bhai
sone se na karo sagaai fenk de, fenk de
are fenk de, par kyon
rakhega jo sona mohar nahi jiyega saba pahar
rakhega jo sona mohar nahi jiyega saba pahar
tab bolega humne bola na tha
is pothi ko ab tak khola na tha
is pothi ko ab tak khola na tha

baki faujdaar teri meri soddi
bina kalu daar baate sab khoti
ave bhikhla bhikhari ye majal teri
sone ki mohar pe raja ki chhap hai
raja ko chhuna kitna bada pap hai
aage cha aage chal re pagal chal re pagal

The King of Colors, he arrives,
The King of Colors, he arrives,
The Queen of Colors, she arrives,
With hues ablaze, the Queen arrives.

He comes, he comes,
Behold, the beggar, he comes,
He comes, he comes,
Behold, the beggar, he comes.
Give heed, give heed, recognize,
Give heed, give heed, recognize,
Show mercy, give alms, earn grace,
He offers heaven for a coin's trace,
Behold, the beggar, he comes.
He offers heaven for a coin's trace,
Behold, the beggar, he comes.
Behold, the beggar, he comes.

The King desires a prince, the grain,
The miser begs, no thought he'll feign,
This beggar's hunger: a golden seal,
He chants and yearns, a golden zeal,
He craves, he aches, for golden gleam,
He wakes at night, a golden dream,
Consumed, he's lost in golden fire,
He begs, he begs, a golden pyre,
A golden seal, a golden seal,
A golden seal, a golden seal.

In early dawn, the golden deeds,
Weep, for the gold your fate decrees,
The stars declare, "My brother, heed,
Avoid the gold, its poisoned seed," throw it away, throw it away,
Ah, throw it away, but why?
Who hoards the gold, shall not survive,
Who hoards the gold, shall not survive,
Then whisper, "Did we not foretell?"
"This ancient scroll, we did not sell,"
"This ancient scroll, we did not sell."

Your court, my friend, all in vain,
Without truth's core, all words are stain,
The beggar comes, his boldness flares,
On golden seals, the King's imprint bears,
To touch the King, a sin so grand,
Move on, move on, fool, understand.