Hey Garibullah, switch on to a song.
We have to reach home before the sunset.
Are you afraid of the tumultous waves?
Don’t fear! I am with you.
Hey Garibullah, switch on to a song.
Pull the paddles,
Pull the paddles with the fiery beats of your heart.
What seeds have you eaten ! Apply all your zeal.
We can be safe after crossing the waves, friends.
Hey Garibullah, switch on to a song.
Pull the paddles altogether.
Don’t quarrel or fight among yourselves,
The horizon is still far away.
Hey Garibullah, switch on to a song.
What type of song will you start?
Bhawaiya, Bichched or Baul ?
Damn it ! Let’s start the song of Suman da–
“Don’t leave the rootstock–
Don’t leave the rootstock, friend, even raise your voice loudly.
We’ll meet each other at the dawn of a new song.”
Hey Garibullah, switch on to a song.
“Don’t leave the rootstock, friend, even raise your voice loudly.
We’ll meet each other at the dawn of a new song.”
