GULAL CAROUSEL [Chorus – Immediate Vocal Hook] Gulal carousel, round and round we go, Hands in the air, let the whole world know! Red, gold, blue—watch the colors fly, Gulal carousel, we can touch the sky! Hey! Hey! Turn the rhythm loud! Hey! Hey! Dancing through the crowd! Every street is moving, every drum is wild, Spin the gulal carousel—bright and undefiled! [Verse 1] Dhol in the doorway, bass beneath our feet, Silk ribbons dancing to the tabla beat. Windows open wide, every balcony sings, Hear the celebration spreading its wings. Bangles keep shaking, footsteps hit the ground, Sitar sparks are racing through the sound. Strangers become friends when the rhythm begins, A thousand painted faces wearing fearless grins. [Pre-Chorus] Come a little closer, feel the fever grow, One more beat and everybody knows. No one stands alone when the colors appear— The whole world is a festival here! [Chorus] Gulal carousel, round and round we go, Hands in the air, let the whole world know! Red, gold, blue—watch the colors fly, Gulal carousel, we can touch the sky! Hey! Hey! Turn the rhythm loud! Hey! Hey! Dancing through the crowd! Every street is moving, every drum is wild, Spin the gulal carousel—bright and undefiled! [Verse 2] Flutes above the rooftops, drums along the lane, Joy is falling faster than the summer rain. Neon-painted rickshaws join the moving parade, Every little worry starts to fade. Mirrors on the dresses scatter silver beams, Modern synths are lifting up our dreams. From the market to the station, hear the people say, “Leave tomorrow waiting—we are here today!” [Pre-Chorus] Come a little closer, feel the fever grow, One more beat and everybody knows. No one stands alone when the colors appear— The whole world is a festival here! [Chorus] Gulal carousel, round and round we go, Hands in the air, let the whole world know! Red, gold, blue—watch the colors fly, Gulal carousel, we can touch the sky! Hey! Hey! Turn the rhythm loud! Hey! Hey! Dancing through the crowd! Every street is moving, every drum is wild, Spin the gulal carousel—bright and undefiled! [Bridge] Paint the air with laughter, Let the rhythm pull us faster. Every voice becomes a song, Every soul is coming along. Dhol, dhol—shake the ground! Tabla rolls are spinning round! Flutes are climbing, spirits soar— Give us more, give us more! [Final Chorus] Gulal carousel, round and round we go, Hands in the air, let the whole world know! Red, gold, blue—watch the colors fly, Gulal carousel, we can touch the sky! Hey! Hey! Turn the rhythm loud! Hey! Hey! Dancing through the crowd! Every street is moving, every drum is wild, Spin the gulal carousel—bright and undefiled! Gulal carousel—never slowing down! Gulal carousel—celebrate this town! Red, gold, blue—let the colors fly, Spin the gulal carousel across the sky! [Outro] Round and round, let the colors roll, Dhol in the street and rhythm in the soul. Round and round, hear the people yell— Welcome to the gulal carousel!
