chale bhole baba ho chale shankar bada
hoke bail pe sawar karke anokha singar
chale bhole baba byah rachane ko
chale bhole baba byah rachane ko

marghat ke babhut ko lekar sare badan lagaye
kano me rudraksh ka kundal
jata ko mor banaye
mani mal ke badle gale me
mani mal ke badle gale me
vish dhar ko latkaye
apni parwati ko rijhane ko
apni parwati ko rijhane ko
chale bhole baba ho chale shankar bada
hoke bail pe sawar karke anokha singar
chale bhole baba byah rachane ko

bhakti ki shakti ke aage aaj gaye shiv har
bankar dulha bade prem se
chale himachal ke dwar
bhati bhati ke aaye barati le le ke uphar
bhati bhati ke aaye barati le le ke uphar
shiv ka chota sansar basane ko
shiv ka chota sansar basane ko
chale bhole baba ho chale shankar bada
hoke bail pe sawar karke anokha singar
chale bhole baba byah rachane ko

parwati hai magan aaj swagat ki kar tyari
nachat gawat dhum machawat
shiv aaye tripurari kitni hi barate dekhi
kitni hi barate dekhi ye barat hai nyari
aaya war bahurwa byahne ko
aaya war bahurwa byahne ko
chale bhole baba ho chale shankar bada
hoke bail pe sawar karke anokha singar
chale bhole baba byah rachane ko
chale bhole baba byah rachane ko

The Innocent One departs, Lord Shiva strides,
Upon the Bull, a mount of ancient pride.
Adorned in strange, celestial guise,
To wed, the Father of all, now rises.

Cremation ash, on every limb he smears,
Rudraksha beads, for ears, dispel all fears.
His tangled locks, a peacock's fan unfurls,
Instead of gems, a serpent gently twirls.
A venomous king, His necklace now,
To win Parvati's heart, He vows somehow.
The Innocent One departs, Lord Shiva strides,
Upon the Bull, a mount of ancient pride.
To wed, the Father of all, now rises.

Before devotion's force, Shiva submits,
A groom He becomes, where love truly sits.
To the Himalayas' gates, with grace He fares,
With gifts, a myriad of guests now shares.
To build a small world, His domain to sow,
To build a small world, where love will grow.
The Innocent One departs, Lord Shiva strides,
Upon the Bull, a mount of ancient pride.
To wed, the Father of all, now rises.

Parvati rejoices, ready to greet,
Dancing, singing, the celebration sweet.
The Lord of the Worlds has come to wed,
So many weddings, this one is instead,
A unique procession, beyond compare,
The groom has arrived, to wed his fair.
The Innocent One departs, Lord Shiva strides,
Upon the Bull, a mount of ancient pride.
To wed, the Father of all, now rises.
To wed, the Father of all, now rises.