damaru baaje ye he
damaru baaje damaru baaje damaru baaje ye he
damaru baaje damaru baaje damaru baaje ye he
baaje dhamak dhamak dham
ham tum naache jhum ke naache ye he
naache thirak thirak thirr thirak thirak
san sanan sanan, san sanan sanan
talwaar ki gunj me paayal chhanake chhan
chhanak chhananan nan, chhanak chhananan nan
damaru baaje ye he

jis mitti me hai vafaaye us mitti ke laal hai
naaz hai hamko, naaz hai hamko oye hoye
dushman ko jo jad se ukhade aisi hawa ke yaar hai ham
naaz hai hamko, naaz hai hamko ho ho ho ho ho
sina hai us parvat jaisa, sina hamara hai parvat ke jaisa
jis ke saaye me hai ham, jis ke saaye me hai ham
saagar sa gehra hai dil, saagar sa gehra hai dil ye hamara
hai agni ke pujaari ham, hai agni ke pujaari ham
san sanan sanan, san sanan sanan
talwaar ki gunj me paayal chhanake chhan
chhanak chhananan nan, san sanan sanan
damaru baaje ye he

ho ai sahib ji tu hi maalik tu hi to sarkar hai
pyaar hai tumse, pyaar hai tumse oye hoye
jaan lena chiz hai kya ja dene ko taiyaar hai
pyaar hai tumse, pyaar hai tumse o ho ho ho ho
tere pairo ki mitti bhi, ha tere pairo ki mitti bhi yaara
apne maathe ka chandan hai, apne maathe ka chandan hai
tujhko dekhe to lagta hai, jab tujhko dekhe to lagta hai aise
jaise shiv ke darshan hai, jaise shiv ke darshan hai
damaru baaje ye he

damaru baaje damaru baaje damaru baaje ye he
baaje dhamak dhamak dham
ham tum naache jhum ke naache ye he
naache thirak thirak thirr thirak thirak
san sanan sanan, san sanan sanan
talwaar ki gunj me paayal chhanake chhan
chhanak chhananan nan, chhanak chhananan nan
damaru baaje ye he

The drum beats, oh yes,
The drum beats, the drum beats, the drum beats, oh yes,
The drum beats, the drum beats, the drum beats, oh yes.
Beats with a thunderous roar,
We dance, you and I, swaying and swirling, oh yes,
We dance, we sway, we twirl and we turn,
With a whooshing sound, with a whooshing sound,
In the clash of swords, the anklets tinkle and chime,
Chiming and tinkling, chiming and tinkling,
The drum beats, oh yes.

In the soil where loyalties reside, we are its crimson sons,
We are proud, we are proud, oh-ho-ho,
We are friends with the wind that uproots the foe,
We are proud, we are proud, ho-ho-ho-ho,
Our chests are like mountains, our chests are like mountains,
In whose shadows we dwell, in whose shadows we dwell,
Our hearts are deep as the ocean, our hearts are deep as the ocean,
We are worshippers of fire, we are worshippers of fire,
With a whooshing sound, with a whooshing sound,
In the clash of swords, the anklets tinkle and chime,
Chiming and tinkling, chiming and tinkling,
The drum beats, oh yes.

Oh master, you are the lord, you are the only ruler,
We love you, we love you, oh-ho-ho,
To know the value of life, we are ready to give our lives,
We love you, we love you, oh-ho-ho-ho,
Even the dust of your feet, yes, even the dust of your feet, my friend,
Is the sandalwood paste for our foreheads, is the sandalwood paste for our foreheads,
When we see you, we feel, when we see you, we feel,
As if we are beholding Shiva, as if we are beholding Shiva,
The drum beats, oh yes.

The drum beats, the drum beats, the drum beats, oh yes,
Beats with a thunderous roar,
We dance, you and I, swaying and swirling, oh yes,
We dance, we sway, we twirl and we turn,
With a whooshing sound, with a whooshing sound,
In the clash of swords, the anklets tinkle and chime,
Chiming and tinkling, chiming and tinkling,
The drum beats, oh yes.