nange nange pavo aakar apna vachan nibhau
bhakat jano ke sang mai apni ma ke darshan pau
jaikara sherawali ka bol sanche darbar ki jai
har bandhan ko todke maiya tere dware aaya hu
har bandhan ko todke maiya tere dware aaya hu
charno me arpan karne ko bhent tumhari laya hu
o sherawaliye tune bulaya to mai aaya hu
mai aaya hu mai aaya hu mai aaya hu

har bandhan ko todke maiya tere dware aaya hu
charno me arpan karne ko bhent tumhari laya hu
o sherawaliye tune bulaya to mai aaya hu
mai aaya hu mai aaya hu mai aaya hu
jai janni jai jagjanni jai janni jai jagjanni
jai janni jai jagjanni jai janni jai jagjanni

bandha huya hai mera jivan in charno ke sath
in charno ke sath o mata in charno ke sath
o koi hath laga nahi sakta jispe tera hath
jispe tera hath ma jispe tera hath
aaj murado se mai apni o bholi ma
aaj murado se mai apni jholi bharne aaya hu
aaj murado se mai apni jholi bharne aaya hu
charno me arpan karne ko bhent tumhari laya hu

o sherawaliye tune bulaya to mai aaya hu
mai aaya hu mai aaya hu mai aaya hu
har bandhan ko todke maiya tere dware aaya hu
charno me arpan karne ko bhent tumhari laya hu
o sherawaliye tune bulaya to mai aaya hu
mai aaya hu mai aaya hu mai aaya hu
jai janni jai jagjanni jai janni jai jagjanni
jai janni jai jagjanni jai janni jai jagjanni
o sherawaliye sherawaliye
jai janni jai jagjanni jai janni jai jagjanni
jai janni jai jagjanni jai janni jai jagjanni
o sherawaliye sherawaliye
jai janni jai jagjanni jai janni jai jagjanni
jai janni jai jagjanni jai janni jai jagjanni

Bare feet tread, a vow to keep,
With devotees, my mother's gaze to reap.
The lion-hearted one, her name we sing,
"True court's victory!" the echoes ring.
Shattering chains, to your door I've come,
Shattering chains, my spirit numb.
To lay at your feet, my offering I bring,
O Lion-Rider, your call, my soul took wing.
To lay at your feet, my offering I bring,
O Lion-Rider, your call, my soul took wing.
I have come, I have come, I have come.
Victory to the Mother, to the world's womb,
Victory to the Mother, to the world's womb.

My life, it's bound, to these hallowed feet,
Bound to these feet, oh Mother, so sweet.
No hand can touch what your hand does keep,
Your sacred hand, where secrets sleep.
Today, with hopes, my simple plea,
Today, with hopes, my empty bowl I see,
Today, with hopes, my empty bowl I see.
To lay at your feet, my offering I bring,
O Lion-Rider, your call, my soul took wing.
I have come, I have come, I have come.
Shattering chains, to your door I've come,
To lay at your feet, my offering I bring,
O Lion-Rider, your call, my soul took wing.
I have come, I have come, I have come.
Victory to the Mother, to the world's womb,
Victory to the Mother, to the world's womb.
O Lion-Rider, O Lion-Rider,
Victory to the Mother, to the world's womb,
Victory to the Mother, to the world's womb.
O Lion-Rider, O Lion-Rider,
Victory to the Mother, to the world's womb,
Victory to the Mother, to the world's womb.