baauji di chaldi marsdeez
baauji di chaldi marsdeez
assi nijaade
baauji di chaldi marsdeez
assi nijande
sadda jave ghoda
sadda janda ghoda
kisdi maruti kisdi sajuti
assi nijande
sadda jave ghoda
sadda janda ghoda
baauji khande vainstoreez
baauji khande vainstoreez
assi nikhande
sadda khave ghoda
sadda khave ghoda
kisdi maruti kisdi sajuti
assi nijande
sadda jave ghoda
sadda janda ghoda

baauji pinde pondla
baauji pinde pondla
assi nipinte
sadda pive ghoda
sadda pive ghoda
kisdi maruti kisdi sajuti
assi nijande
sadda jave ghoda
sadda janda ghoda

baauji kainde hello hay
baauji kainde hello hay
assi ni kainde
sadda kainda ghoda
sadda kainda ghoda
kisdi maruti kisdi sajuti
assi nijande
sadda jave ghoda
sadda janda ghoda
sadda janda ghoda
sadda janda ghoda

Father rides a Mercedes of might,
While we journey on foot in the night.
Our steed, it wanders, a spirit unbound,
Whose Maruti, whose Suzuki's sound?
We journey on foot, on hallowed ground.
Our steed, it wanders, nowhere is found.

Father feasts on stories of the store,
While we hunger, wanting more.
Our steed consumes what it can find,
Whose Maruti, whose Suzuki of mind?
We journey on foot, leaving all behind.
Our steed, it wanders, left behind.

Father drinks the finest of wine,
While we quench thirst with water divine.
Our steed drinks deep from life's flowing well,
Whose Maruti, whose Suzuki, the tale to tell?
We journey on foot, a story to spell.
Our steed, it wanders, under a spell.

Father speaks of greetings, a casual "hi,"
While we are silent, beneath the sky.
Our steed speaks forth with a primal call,
Whose Maruti, whose Suzuki standing tall?
We journey on foot, answering nature's thrall.
Our steed, it wanders, heeding the call.
Our steed, it wanders, answering all.
Our steed, it wanders, destined to fall.