Ganbbar Singh,
Gabbar Singh,
The world knows me,
Knows me
As Gabbar Singh,
Gabbar Singh,
Gabbar,
Ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha!
(Gabbar Singh on the horse-back
With a rifle
Firing and going,
Driving fast,
Going on the dark
And vanishing
With the gallop)
O Kaliya, Kaliya,
Where,
Where do you lie you?
I am here, i am here, sir,
Sir,
I am here, here, sir
At your service.
O Kaliya, Kaliya,
Where do you lie you!
I am here, I am here, sir
At your service,
At your service.
Fire you, fire you not upon me,
Upon me, sir,
I shall die,
Die from your shot,
Gunshot!
O Kaliya, Kaliya, fear you,
Fear not,
I shall not,
Not kill you so easily,
But say, say you,
Why did you, did you leak
The matter to police,
The policemen?
Hide you, hide you not, Kaliya,
Kaliya,
Fear you, fear you not,
Lo, the pistol I am throwing,
Throwing,
You come upon
And fight with me
As Gabbar fights, fights with,
Not with the weapon,
Not the firearms
If the enemy is without,
Empty-handed,
Empty-handed and helpless!
This time, this time I am excusing,
Excusing you,
Leaving you, leaving you,
Next time,
Next time I will not,
I will not, Kaliya,
You will have to give with,
Give with your life,
Kaliya,
I am warning,
Warning and going,
Ha, ha, ha,
Warning, warning and going,
Going Kaliya!
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