raghukul reet sada chali aayi pran jaye par vachan na jayi
jai raghuvanshi ayodhyapati ram chandra ki jai
siyaavar ram chandra ki jai jai raghuvanshi ayodhyapati
ram chandra ki jai siyaavar ram chandra ki jai

ta di ya na dheem de re ta na de re nom
ta di ya na dheem de re ta na de re nom
ta di ya na dheem raghuvar teri raah nihaare
raghuvar teri raah nihare sato janam se siya
ghar more pardesiya aao padharo piya
ghar more pardesiya aao padharo piya
maine sudh budh chain gawake
maine sudh budh chain gawake ram ratan pa liya
ghar more pardesiya aao padharo piya
ghar more pardesiya aao padharo piya

dheem ta dheem ta tana dere na
dheem ta dheem ta tana dere na
dha ni sa ma sa ga ma dha ni dha ma ga pa
ga ma pa sa sa ga ma pa ni ni
ga ma pa ni dha pa ma ga re
ga ma pa ni dha pa ma ga re ga ma dha pa
na to maiya ki lori na hi phagu ki hori
mohe kuch dusra na bhaye re jabse naina ye jake
ek dhanudharr se lage tabse birha mohe sataye re

ha na to maiya ki lori
na hi fagun ki hori mohe kuch dusra na bhaye re
jabse naina ye jake ek dhanudharr se lage
tabse birha mohe sataye re duvidha meri sab jag jane
duvidha meri sab jag jane jane na nirmohiya
ghar more pardesiya aao padharo piya
ghar more pardesiya aao padharo piya

gayi panghat par bharn bharn paniya deewani
gayi panghat par bharn bharn paniya
gayi panghat par bharn bharn paniya deewani
gayi panghat par bharn bharn paniya
naino ke naino ke tere baan se murchhit hui re hirnniya
jhum jhana nan nan nan jhana nan nan nan
bani re bani main teri jogniya
ghar more pardesiya aao padharo piya
ghar more pardesiya aao padharo piya

A tradition born in the Raghukul, forever it shall be,
Though life may fade, word remains, eternally.
Victory to Rama, Lord of Ayodhya, of Raghu's line,
Victory to Rama and Sita, their glory divine.

*Rhythmic syllables mirroring the drum's deep beat*
*Rhythmic syllables mirroring the drum's deep beat*
*Rhythmic syllables mirroring the drum's deep beat*
For you, O Rama, my heart yearns,
For seven births, Sita's soul burns.
My home, a stranger's haven, come, Beloved, appear,
My home, a stranger's haven, come, Beloved, draw near.
I've lost my senses, lost all peace,
To find the gem of Rama's release.
My home, a stranger's haven, come, Beloved, appear,
My home, a stranger's haven, come, Beloved, draw near.

*Rhythmic syllables mirroring the drum's deep beat*
*Rhythmic syllables mirroring the drum's deep beat*
*Musical notes ascending and falling*
No lullaby from Mother's breast,
Nor Holi's colors bring me rest.
Nothing else appeals to me,
Since my eyes met the archer, free.
Then separation's ache began to sting,
No lullaby from Mother's breast,
Nor Holi's colors bring me rest.
Nothing else appeals to me,
Since my eyes met the archer, free.
Then separation's ache began to sting,
My doubt, the world knows its plight,
But my beloved, oh, knows not my light.
My home, a stranger's haven, come, Beloved, appear,
My home, a stranger's haven, come, Beloved, draw near.

To the well I went, to fetch the water, a madwoman I,
To the well I went, to fetch the water,
To the well I went, to fetch the water, a madwoman I,
To the well I went, to fetch the water,
By your eyes, with your arrows, I fell, a deer,
Dazed and overcome, my life now a prayer,
*Rhythmic syllables echoing the jingles*
I became, I became, your ascetic, I swear.
My home, a stranger's haven, come, Beloved, appear,
My home, a stranger's haven, come, Beloved, draw near.