Aaj ke bacchon mein hi nahin,
Apitu badon mein bhi sanskār,
Naammatr ke bach gaye hain.

Not only in children of the day,
But even the grownups lack it,
Ettiquette is just for namesake.

Andar se wo aadar bhaav gūm,
Aur haan gūm hai satkaar bhi,
Badon ke liye sammān gūm hai.

That feeling of respecting is lost,
And indeed is lost that hospitality,
Elderly are no longer given the place.

1, 2, 3, 4!
School mein hain bacche jitne,
Maangte hain paise utne!
Kya bataaun hain ye kitne,
Books hi books hain yahaan-wahaan!

Ghar mein bacche baste hain,
Sabko bacche janchte hain.
Baithe zidd ye pakad ke,
Khiloune jab maange.
Khiloune hain ye maangte!

Oh!

Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!

Duniya bacchon ka ghar hai,
Chehra sabka jaise pyaara hai.
Baithe zidd pakad ke,
Khiloune jab maange.
Khiloune hain ye maangte!

Oh!

Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!
Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!

Here's the translation:

1, 2, 3, 4!
There are kids in school as many,
They demand money as much!
What can I say, they're so many,
Books are everywhere, here and there!

Kids are at home, all around,
Everyone's checking on the kids.
Sitting stubbornly, they demand,
Toys when they want them.
They want toys!

Oh, what expenses!
Kids are so expensive!
Nights are like sugar,
Their teeth are so weak!

The world is a home for kids,
Every face is lovable.
Sitting stubbornly, they demand,
Toys when they want them.
They want toys!

Oh, what expenses!
Kids are so expensive!
Nights are like sugar,
Their teeth are so weak!