ho gai aawaz sasti aur mahnga shor hai
baat baithi hai sikud kar aur phaila shor hai

ye tera hai ye mera hai aur wo us ka shor hai
tukde tukde duniya ne tukdon mein banta shor hai

lal ho nila ho narangi ho ya phir ho hara
rang alag khud-gharzi ke par sab ka ek sa shor hai

ye siyasat ki dukanon mein musalsal bikta hai
mazhabon ka khatm ho to sarhadon ka shor hai

ab wo mimbar hai hamara jo tumhaara tha kabhi
tab tumhaara shor tha to ab hamara shor hai

shor se bahar ke ukta ke hum andar aa gae
par hamein kya thi khabar andar ziyaada shor hai

chikh ke chilla ke ro ro ke ye chup ho jata hai
jis ki koi na sune ek aisa bachcha shor hai