Verse 1 Every state in India got a different kind of taste, Kerala brings the coconut, Punjab don’t let it waste. Gujarat is sweet and spicy, Bengal sings with fish, Everywhere you wander, there’s a whole new kind of dish. But roll into Rajasthan, sun dancing on the sand, Camels walking slowly like they own the whole damn land. The forts are standing golden, the sky is painted wide, And the chili in the masala says, “Baby, come alive.” Chorus O re desert, o re flame, Every bite remembers your name. O re chili, o re sky, Make me sweat and make me fly. Rajasthan, you beautiful thing, With a thousand colors in everything. Masala in the desert, fire in the air, Love you so much, but who left trash everywhere? Verse 2 Jaipur wears pink like a queen in the sun, Jodhpur’s blue walls say the party’s begun. Udaipur’s lake got the moon in its hand, Jaisalmer glows like a palace made of sand. The puppets are dancing, the bangles all shine, Someone’s auntie tells me, “Eat more, you’ll be fine.” I said, “This is delicious, but my soul needs a fan,” She said, “Beta, that’s the chili — welcome to Rajasthan.” Chorus O re desert, o re flame, Every bite remembers your name. O re chili, o re sky, Make me sweat and make me fly. Rajasthan, you beautiful thing, With a thousand colors in everything. Masala in the desert, fire in the air, Love you so much, but who left trash everywhere? Bridge / Call and Response Lead: Who put chili in the masala? Response: Rajasthan did! Rajasthan did! Lead: Who painted gold on the desert? Response: Rajasthan did! Rajasthan did! Lead: Who made the sunset look expensive? Response: Rajasthan did! Rajasthan did! Lead: Who left plastic by the palace? Response: Arre yaar… who did? who did? Verse 3 Everywhere there’s beauty, everywhere there’s grace, Mirror-work and marigolds, music in your face. But Mother India’s crying underneath the tourist feet, A desert full of diamonds with wrappers in the street. So sing it for the cities, sing it for the sand, Sing it for the people who still love this land. Pick it up, clean it up, let the colors shine, Rajasthan’s too gorgeous for a plastic punchline. Final Chorus O re desert, o re flame, Every bite remembers your name. O re chili, o re sky, Make me sweat and make me fly. Rajasthan, you beautiful thing, With a thousand colors in everything. Masala in the desert, fire in the air, Clean up the trash — let the magic stay there. Outro O re Rajasthan, rang rangilo re, Chili in the masala, desert made of gold. O re Rajasthan, rang rangilo re, Keep the beauty shining, let the story be told.
