ganpati bappa morya
punshaa varshe laukar aa

ganpati bappa morya
punshaa varshe laukar aa
ganpati bappa morya
punshaa varshe laukar aa
ghunghru bajake aao naacho chham chham
chham chham chham
rang udake aao naacho chham chham
chham chham chham
oho aao jara jhumo jara naacho jara gaao jara
aao jara jhumo jara naacho jara gaao jara
ganpati bappa morya
punshaa varshe laukar aa

ganpati bappa morya
punshaa varshe laukar aa
ganpati bappa morya
punshaa varshe laukar aa

sundar chhab saj dhaj bhi hai baki
ji bhar dekho rui ki jhanki
o ho o
mangal murat mangal kari
jai bolo ganpati bappa ki
ae jaise hai ye waisa kahin koi nahi hai dusra
aao jara jhumo jara naacho jara gaao jara
ganpati bappa morya
punshaa varshe laukar aa

ye aaye to kismat jaage
is jivan se har dukh bhage
o jal jaye tan man ki burai
wo mil jaye jo dil maange
jaise hai ye waisa kahin koi nahi hai dusra
aao jara jhumo jara naacho jara gaao jara
ganpati bappa morya
punshaa varshe laukar aa

prem se jeena pyar lutana
har pal sach ki jyot jagana
in charno me phir sikha hai
julm ke aage sar na jhukana
ae jaise hai ye waisa kahin koi nahi hai dusra
aao jara jhumo jara naacho jara gaao jara
ganpati bappa morya
punshaa varshe laukar aa
ghunghru bajake aao naacho chham chham
chham chham chham
rang udake aao naacho chham chham
chham chham chham
oho aao jara jhumo jara naacho jara gaao jara
aao jara jhumo jara naacho jara gaao jara
morya re bappa morya re
morya re bappa morya re
morya re bappa morya re
morya re bappa morya re
morya re bappa morya re
morya re bappa morya re
morya re bappa morya re
morya re bappa morya re
morya re bappa morya re

My Lord Ganesha, come again,
Next year, return, ease our pain.
With jingling bells, a joyous sound,
Dance and revel, all around.
With colors bright, a vibrant spree,
Dance and revel, wild and free.
Oh, come, sway with the rhythm's call,
Dance, sing, and give your all.
Come, sway with the rhythm's call,
Dance, sing, and give your all.
My Lord Ganesha, oh so grand,
Next year, return to this land.

My Lord Ganesha, mighty, true,
Next year, we yearn to see you.
My Lord Ganesha, hear our plea,
Next year, our eyes long to see.
A beautiful form, adorned with grace,
Behold the glory of this face.
Oh, auspicious form, a blessing bright,
Praise Ganesha, with all your might.
None like Him, in all the sphere,
Come, sway with joy, banish fear.
My Lord Ganesha, ever near,
Next year, return, wipe every tear.

When He arrives, fortunes rise,
From this life, all sorrow flies.
Oh, let the darkness fade away,
And the heart's true longing stay.
None like Him, in all the sphere,
Come, sway with joy, banish fear.
My Lord Ganesha, ever near,
Next year, return, wipe every tear.

To live with love, to share with grace,
To light the truth in every space.
In His kind feet, the lesson lies,
Never bow to tyranny's guise.
None like Him, in all the sphere,
Come, sway with joy, banish fear.
My Lord Ganesha, oh so kind,
Next year, return for all mankind.
With jingling bells, a joyous sound,
Dance and revel, all around.
With colors bright, a vibrant spree,
Dance and revel, wild and free.
Oh, come, sway with the rhythm's call,
Dance, sing, and give your all.
Come, sway with the rhythm's call,
Dance, sing, and give your all.
Moraya re, Bappa Moraya re.