kabhi kaali ratiyaa
kabhi din suhaane
kismat ki baate to
kismat hi jaane, o betaa ji
o betaa ji, are o baabu ji
kismat ki hava
kabhi naram kabhi garam
kabhi naram naram
kabhi garam garam
kabhi naram garam
naram garam, o betaa ji
kismat ki hava
kabhi naram kabhi garam
kabhi naram naram
kabhi garam garam
kabhi naram garam
naram garam, o betaa ji

bade akad se betaa nikale
ghar se actor hone
vaah ri kismat, vaah ri kismat
kismat me the
likhe bartan dhone
are bhai likhe baratan dhone
o betaa ji
jine ka mazaa
kabhi naram kabhi garam
kabhi naram naram
kabhi garam garam
kabhi naram garam
naram garam
o betaa ji, are o baabu ji
kismat ki hava
kabhi naram kabhi garam
kabhi naram naram
kabhi garam garam
kabhi naram garam
naram garam, o betaa ji

duniyaa ke is chidiyaa ghar me
tarah tarah kaa jalvaa
mile kisi ko sukhi roti
kisi ko puri halvaa
are bhai kisi ko puri halvaa
o betaa ji
khichadi ka mazaa
kabhi naram kabhi garam
kabhi naram naram
kabhi garam garam
kabhi naram garam
naram garam
o betaa ji, are o baabu ji
kismat ki hava
kabhi naram kabhi garam
kabhi naram naram
kabhi garam garam
kabhi naram garam
naram garam, o betaa ji

dard diyaa to thoda thoda
khushi bhi thodi thodi
vaah re maalik, vaah re maalik
duhkh aur sukh ki
khub banaayi jodi
are vaah khub banaayi jodi
o betaa ji
jivan ka nashaa
kabhi naram kabhi garam
kabhi naram naram
kabhi garam garam
kabhi naram garam
naram garam
o betaa ji, are o baabu ji
kismat ki hava
kabhi naram kabhi garam
kabhi naram naram
kabhi garam garam
kabhi naram garam
naram garam, o betaa ji

Sometimes dark nights, sometimes days that gleam,
Fate's whispers, only fate can truly dream, oh son.
Oh son, oh master, listen to my plea,
Fate's breath, a fickle dance of soft and fire,
Soft and fire, oh son, the wind of fate.
Sometimes soft, sometimes fire, soft and fire,
Oh son, your destiny.

With swagger bold, a son departs, an actor's guise,
Oh fate, oh fate, what strange surprise!
His fate, to wash the pots, a life subdued,
To wash the pots, oh son, a humble plight.
The joy of life, a dance of soft and fire,
Soft and fire, oh son, oh master true.
Fate's breath, a fickle dance of soft and fire,
Soft and fire, oh son, your destiny.

In this world's menagerie, a kaleidoscope unfolds,
Some find dry bread, while others feasts behold,
Oh brother, feasts of plenty, oh son, so kind,
The taste of life, a dance of soft and fire,
Soft and fire, oh son, oh master true.
Fate's breath, a fickle dance of soft and fire,
Soft and fire, oh son, your destiny.

If pain descends, a touch of joy appears,
Oh Lord, oh Lord, the weaving of our tears,
A perfect pairing, joy and sorrow near,
Oh son, life's sweet intoxication,
Sometimes soft, sometimes fire, sometimes soft,
Oh son, oh master, listen to my plea.
Fate's breath, a fickle dance of soft and fire,
Soft and fire, oh son, your destiny.