are sasu tirath, sasura tirath
sasu tirath, sasura tirath, tirath sala, sali hai
dunia ke sab tirath jhuthe, charon dham gharvali hai
are charo dham gharvali hai
sasu tirath sasura tirath, tirath sala, sali hai
dunia ke sab tirath jhuthe charo dham gharvali hai
are charo dham gharvali hai

bivi jab ruthe to yad aati hai sali
bivi jab ruthe to yad aati hai sali
sali jija ko pyari hai vo gori ho ya kali
lekin apni qismat me to sala hai na sali hai
are charo dham gharvali hai, charo dham gharvali hai
sasu tirath sasura tirath, tirath sala sali hai
dunia ke sab tirath jhuthe, charo dham gharvali hai
are charo dham gharvali hai

bivi to achhi hai vo hoti jo nakhare vali
bivi to achhi hai vo hoti jo nakhare vali
phulo se pyari lagti hai jab jab deti hai gali
twaadi te sanu pata nahi, twaadi te sanu pata nahi
par sadi te makhana vali hai, charo dham gharvali hai
are charo dham gharvali hai
are sasu tirath sasura tirath
sasu tirath sasura tirath, tirath sala sali hai
dunia ke sab tirath jhuthe, charo dham gharvali hai
are charo dham gharvali hai
bolo gharvali ki jai, bolo makhana vali ki jai
are bolo sath me apni bhi nahi nahi nahi gharavali ki jai

Mother-in-law, the sacred ford, father-in-law, the sacred ford,
Sister-in-law, brother-in-law, a pilgrimage of sorts,
All other holy sites, illusions of the world,
But in the four corners of home, my wife is the ultimate peace.
Oh, in the four corners of home, my wife is the ultimate peace.

When the wife is displeased, the sister-in-law springs to mind,
The sister-in-law, dear to her brother-in-law, fair or dark,
But in my fate, neither sister nor brother-in-law reside,
Oh, in the four corners of home, my wife is the ultimate peace, the ultimate peace.

A wife is the best, when she's filled with delightful whims,
A wife is the best, when she's filled with delightful whims,
She seems sweeter than flowers, even when she curses me.
I don't know about yours, I don't know about yours,
But mine is one with buttery grace, in the four corners of home, my wife is the ultimate peace.
Oh, in the four corners of home, my wife is the ultimate peace.

Mother-in-law, the sacred ford, father-in-law, the sacred ford,
Sister-in-law, brother-in-law, a pilgrimage of sorts,
All other holy sites, illusions of the world,
But in the four corners of home, my wife is the ultimate peace.
Oh, in the four corners of home, my wife is the ultimate peace.

Let us cheer for the wife, let us cheer for the buttery grace,
And with that, let us cheer, for my wife, for my wife!