om hari om hari om hari om
om hari om hari om hari om
aa aa aa aa

chod ke duniya ki maya re
chod ke duniya ki maya re
man tu neh laga le bhagvaan se
preet laga le bhagvaan se
chod ke duniya ki maya re
chod ke duniya ki maya re
man tu neh laga le bhagvaan se
preet laga le bhagvaan se
chod ke duniya ki maya re
aa aa aa aa

hari ke hato jag palta hain
hari ke hato jag palta hain
maati ka putla jalta hain
maati ka putla jalta hain
lekh likhe wo hi, wo hi mitaye
jisne hamko banaya re
hamko banaya re, o hamko banaya re
chod ke duniya ki maya re
chod ke duniya ki maya re
man tu neh laga le bhagvaan se
preet laga le bhagvaan se
chod ke duniya ki maya re
aa aa aa aa

is kaya par garv na karna
is kaya par garv na karna
pagle sambhal sambhal pag dharna
pagle sambhal sambhal pag dharna
bich bhanvar se to wo hi karega
jisne hari gun gaya re
hari gun gaya re, o hari gun gaya re
chod ke duniya ki maya re
chod ke duniya ki maya re
man tu neh laga le bhagvaan se
preet laga le bhagvaan se
chod ke duniya ki maya re
aa aa aa aa

sar par tere kaal khada hain
sar par tere kaal khada hain
tu kyun gahari nind pada hain
tu kyun gahari nind pada hain
man ki aanko ko jo kol dekhe
usne hari ko paya re
hari ko paya re, o hari ko paya re
chod ke duniya ki maya re
chod ke duniya ki maya re
man tu neh laga le bhagvaan se
preet laga le bhagvaan se
chod ke duniya ki maya re
chod ke duniya ki maya re
om hari om hari om hari om
om hari om hari om hari om
om hari om hari om hari om

Om Hari Om Hari Om Hari Om
Om Hari Om Hari Om Hari Om
Aah Aah Aah Aah

Forsake the world's illusion,
Forsake the world's illusion,
O mind, enfold the Divine,
Love and cleave to God above.
Forsake the world's illusion,
Forsake the world's illusion,
O mind, enfold the Divine,
Love and cleave to God above.
Forsake the world's illusion,
Aah Aah Aah Aah

By Hari's hand, the cosmos turns,
By Hari's hand, the cosmos turns,
This earthen form, it surely burns,
This earthen form, it surely burns.
He writes the fate, and erases too,
The One who fashioned us,
Who fashioned us, yes, fashioned us.
Forsake the world's illusion,
Forsake the world's illusion,
O mind, enfold the Divine,
Love and cleave to God above.
Forsake the world's illusion,
Aah Aah Aah Aah

On this form, let no pride reside,
On this form, let no pride reside,
Fool, with care, thy feet now guide,
Fool, with care, thy feet now guide.
From the deep, He alone will save,
Who sings the praise of Hari's name,
Of Hari's name, Oh, Hari's name.
Forsake the world's illusion,
Forsake the world's illusion,
O mind, enfold the Divine,
Love and cleave to God above.
Forsake the world's illusion,
Aah Aah Aah Aah

Over thy head, dark death doth stand,
Over thy head, dark death doth stand,
Why slumber deep in dreamland?
Why slumber deep in dreamland?
The one who opens inner sight,
That soul, hath found Hari's light,
Found Hari's light, Oh, Hari's light.
Forsake the world's illusion,
Forsake the world's illusion,
O mind, enfold the Divine,
Love and cleave to God above.
Forsake the world's illusion,
Forsake the world's illusion,
Om Hari Om Hari Om Hari Om
Om Hari Om Hari Om Hari Om
Om Hari Om Hari Om Hari Om