challa ki labda fire, challa ki labda fire
yaaro da ghar keda loga to puchda fire
challa hasda fire challa ronda fire
challa gali gali rulda fire
challe tu sabda challe tera koi nai
challa gali gali rulda fire
challa ki labda fire, challa ki labda fire
yar odha ghar keda loga to puchda fire
challa ki labda fire

rang satrangi de babula di boli
pop de pair chale chhawa ni le le doli
rang satrangi de babula di boli
pop de pair chale chhawa ni le le doli
kaale kaale badla cha chand labda
gungiya hawawa diya awaaza sunda
yaro aase pase basda eye yar mera
dikhda di ni odhi khushbua sunghda
challa ki labda fire, challa ki labda fire
yaaro da ghar keda loga to puchda fire
challa ki labda fire

naad sal hoya kadi na judai hoyi
ishk de kaidi di na rihaai hoyi
logo susu ne chun liya wada us da
sari sari rat na ankh lagdi
mere sha bhi thode thode ghat ondhe
meri nabj bhi thodi ghat wajdi
challa ki labda fire, challa ki labda fire
yar odha ghar keda loga to puchda fire
challa hasda fire challa ronda fire
challa gali gali rulda fire
challe tu sabda challe tera koi nahi
challa gali gali rulda fire
challa ki labda fire, challa ki labda fire
yaaro da ghar keda loga to puchda fire
challa ki labda fire

The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
Through alleys, it wanders, a lonely streak,
Asking strangers, the friends' abode, they speak?
The Challa laughs, the Challa weeps,
Through every street, the lost soul creeps.
Challa, a word, Challa, none to claim,
Through every street, the lost soul's flame.
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
Asking strangers, the friends' abode, they speak?
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?

The rainbow hues, the whispers of air,
Poplar trees dance, shadows to share.
The rainbow hues, the whispers of air,
Poplar trees dance, shadows to share.
In the dark clouds, the moon it spies,
The wind's soft sighs, it softly tries.
My friend resides, all around, so near,
The scent of him, the soul draws near.
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
Asking strangers, the friends' abode, they speak?
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?

Years have passed, no parting known,
In love's prison, no freedom flown.
Fools deny, the grand design,
All night long, the eyes don't align.
From me, they dwindle, bit by bit,
My pulse slows down, a fragile hit.
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
Asking strangers, the friends' abode, they speak?
The Challa laughs, the Challa weeps,
Through every street, the lost soul creeps.
Challa, a word, Challa, none to claim,
Through every street, the lost soul's flame.
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?
Asking strangers, the friends' abode, they speak?
The Challa seeks, what does it seek?