Gun Gun Guna [English translation]

hum, hum this song,

hum, hum this song...

remove and throw away all the robes of of disappointment,

blow away the candle of evening and cut the cake of night,

you didn't learn but we taught you,

as we tried this strong recipe

we chewed the chooran (digestive powder) and burped..

hum, hum this song,

hum, hum this song...

the baskets of problems that are there on your head,

give them to us, you become light-headed o boy,

all those pains that pinch away your sleep with their nails,

push them into a burning stove..

in the ration of life, the quota of sadness is more

we'll buy in black the box of joy..

hum, hum this song,

hum, hum this song...

if you become angry, this sun begins to set,

if you smile, the bulb of moon gets on,

if you are silent, the life seems deaf,

if you speak, the curtains of ears open up,

why are you sitting like a closed bottle,

fill this glass of ours with this heart alone..

hum, hum this song,

hum, hum this song...

I'll be carefree and hang every sorrow on a spike,

a little patience I'd borrow from you only..

I have learnt what you have taught me,

as I too have tried this strong recipe

we chewed the chooran and burped..