ma ne mujhe samjhaya tha
photo tumhara dikhlaya tha
jana maine jana tumko pahchana
tumse mera rishta jane kitna hai purana
nahi fax nahi xerox na hi gelex
ya computer ki floppy
nahi fax nahi xerox na hi gelex
ya computer ki floppy
mai to mere papa ki carbon copy
carbon copy
nahi fax nahi xerox na hi gelex
ya computer ki cppy
mai to mere papa ki carbon copy
carbon copy
nahi fax nahi xerox na hi gelex
ya computer ki floppy

chhod ke desh chale aaye ho
ye hai pardesh tum paraye ho
upar se nakab ye chadhaye ho
andar se bade hi ghabraye ho
indian hai hum nahi bhulna
laut chalo hai kya sochna
chehra tumhara saaf kah raha hai
jhuthi ye hasi hai
dekho dil ro raha hai
nahi fax nahi xerox na hi gelex
ya computer ki floppy
mai to mere papa ki carbon copy
carbon copy
nahi fax nahi xerox na hi gelex
ya computer ki floppy

ek paheli ban gaya hu main
suljhegi ye kaise dar gaya hu mai
banke jo jawa tu aaya hai
bete mera dil bhar aaya hai
sab yaad hai bhula mai nahi
majbur hu bura mai nahi
mujhko mafi de de beta hai tu mera
lag ja gale se aakhir saya hai tu mera
nahi fax nahi xerox na hi gelex
ya computer ki floppy
tu hai tere papa ki carbon copy
carbon copy
nahi fax nahi xerox na hi gelex
ya computer ki floppy
mai to mere papa ki carbon copy
carbon copy
nahi fax nahi xerox na hi gelex
ya computer ki floppy

jiwan to ye aana jana hai
gum aur khushi ka tarana hai
aaj mujhe karz ye chukana hai
beta hu mai farz ye nibhana hai
shayad mai kal rahunga nahi
tumko bhi tang karunga nahi
mera aur tumhara aisa hai ye nata
bandhan hai lahu ka ye bhulaya nahi jata

My mother's words, a guiding light,
Showed me your face, in shades of night.
I came to know, I understood,
Our bond, so ancient, etched in wood.
No fax, no Xerox, no digital screen,
No floppy disk, a fleeting scene.
No fax, no Xerox, no digital grace,
No computer's fleeting, coded space.
I am my father's carbon trace,
A carbon copy, time can't erase.
No fax, no Xerox, no digital art,
No floppy's whisper, torn apart.

You left our land, a distant shore,
In foreign fields, you roam and soar.
A mask you wear, a painted guise,
Beneath, a fear that never dies.
We are Indian, let it be known,
Turn back, dear heart, don't walk alone.
Your face reveals a fragile plea,
This laughter false, it cannot be.
Your heart weeps tears, a silent art,
No fax, no Xerox, a broken start.
I am my father's carbon trace,
A carbon copy, time and space.
No fax, no Xerox, a digital plight,
No floppy's echo in the night.

A riddle now, I understand,
How will it solve, within this land?
You came as youth, your spirit bright,
My son, my heart swells in the light.
I remember all, I haven't forgot,
Compelled, I'm not so bad, not a spot.
Forgive me, son, you are my own,
Embrace me close, you're always known.
No fax, no Xerox, no digital strain,
No floppy's whisper, ever in vain.
I am my father's carbon trace,
A carbon copy, time and space.
No fax, no Xerox, the digital plea,
No floppy's echo, you and me.
I am my father's carbon trace,
A carbon copy, time and space.
No fax, no Xerox, the digital strain,
No floppy's whisper, again and again.

Life is a journey, ebb and flow,
A melody of joy and woe.
Today I must repay the debt,
My son, I'll never let you forget.
Perhaps tomorrow, I'll fade away,
I won't disturb, nor cause dismay.
Our bond, a kinship, deep and true,
A blood-tie strong, forever with you.