sidhe rashte chaloge to aisa jamana milega
sidhe rashte chaloge to aisa jamana milega
har jhopdi me birla or tata milega
are bata ki dukan me bhi aata milega
kyu bhai heera lal ha bhai panna lal
sidhe rashte chaloge to aisa jamana milga
har jhopdi me birla or tata milega
are bata ki dukan me bhi aata milega
kyu bhai heera lal ha bhai panna lal

dekh na tum ek din yaha koi milawat na hogi
khalish mile har chiz bhi dhokha banawat na hogi
khot nahi jhuth nahi pap nahi lut nahi
beimani karega to ghata milega
kyu bhai heera lal ha bhai panna lal
sidhe rashte chaloge to aisa jamana milga
har jhopdi me birla or tata milega
are bata ki dukan me bhi aata milega
kyu bhai heera lal ha bhai panna lal

aisa hoga bin kursi ke neta firenge akele
unke to aage piche ye chamche na honge na chele
churi nahi chaku nahi chor nahi daku nahi
har jail me to sannata milega
kyu bhai heera lal ha bhai panna lal
sidhe rashte chaloge to aisa jamana milga
har jhopdi me birla or tata milega
are bata ki dukan me bhi aata milega
kyu bhai heera lal ha bhai panna lal

haye haye haye haye haye
haye fashion fute karam dharam ka nam nahi hai
palko pe enak lagi sharam ka nam nahi hai
dua salam yaha nahi pyar ka nam kahi nahi
khali hasino se tata milega
kyu bhai heera lal ha bhai panna lal
sidhe rashte chaloge to aisa jamana milga
har jhopdi me birla or tata milega
are bata ki dukan me bhi aata milega
kyu bhai heera lal ha bhai panna lal

Walk the straight path, and a world will unfold,
Where every humble hut holds riches untold.
In Bata's shop, you'll find flour to be sold,
My friends, Hira Lal, and Panna Lal bold.

One day, behold, all falsehood will cease,
Purity reigns, a world filled with peace.
No blemish, no lie, no sin, no release,
Dishonesty's price, a dwindling decrease.
My friends, Hira Lal, and Panna Lal, peace.
Walk the straight path, and a world will unfold,
Where every humble hut holds riches untold.
In Bata's shop, you'll find flour to be sold,
My friends, Hira Lal, and Panna Lal bold.

Leaders will wander, free from their throne,
No sycophants cling, they'll walk all alone.
No knives, no thieves, no robbers are known,
In every jail, a silence is sown.
My friends, Hira Lal, and Panna Lal, peace.
Walk the straight path, and a world will unfold,
Where every humble hut holds riches untold.
In Bata's shop, you'll find flour to be sold,
My friends, Hira Lal, and Panna Lal bold.

Alas, alas, fashion's fleeting display,
Where virtue and faith have been swept away.
Spectacles shield, where shame cannot stay,
No greetings of love, no affection's sway.
Only farewells from those of beauty's play.
My friends, Hira Lal, and Panna Lal, peace.
Walk the straight path, and a world will unfold,
Where every humble hut holds riches untold.
In Bata's shop, you'll find flour to be sold,
My friends, Hira Lal, and Panna Lal bold.