he rom rom me basne waale raam
he rom rom me basne waale raam
jagat ke swami he antaryaami
mai tujhse kya maangu
mai tujhse kya maangu
he rom rom me basne waale raam

aas kaa bandhan tod chuki hu
tujhpar sab kuchh chhod chuki hu
aas kaa bandhan tod chuki hu
tujhpar sab kuchh chhod chuki hu
naath mere mai kyu kuchh sochu
naath mere mai kyu kuchh sochu
tu jaane teraa kaam
jagat ke swami he antaryaami
mai tujhse kya maangu
mai tujhse kya maangu
he rom rom me basne waale raam

tere charan ki dhul jo paaye
wo kankar heera ho jaaye
tere charan ki dhul jo paaye
wo kankar heera ho jaaye
bhaag mere jo maine paaya
in charano me dhaam
jagat ke swami he antaryaami
mai tujhse kya maangu
mai tujhse kya maangu
he rom rom me basne waale raam

bhed teraa koi kya pehchaane
jo tujhsa ho wo tujhe jaane
bhed teraa koi kya pehchaane
jo tujhsa ho wo tujhe jaane
tere kiye ko ham kya de ve
tere kiye ko ham kya de ve
bhale bure kaa naam
jagat ke swami he antaryaami
mai tujhse kya maangu
mai tujhse kya maangu
he rom rom me basne waale raam
jagat ke swami he antaryaami
mai tujhse kya maangu
mai tujhse kya maangu
he rom rom me basne waale raam

O Ram, dwelling in every pore,
O Ram, dwelling in every pore,
Lord of the cosmos, seer of all,
What can I ask of Thee?
What can I ask of Thee?
O Ram, dwelling in every pore.

The chains of hope I have unbound,
Upon Your grace, all I have found,
The chains of hope I have unbound,
Upon Your grace, all I have found,
My Lord, why should I even ponder,
My Lord, why should I even ponder,
You know Your holy ground.
Lord of the cosmos, seer of all,
What can I ask of Thee?
What can I ask of Thee?
O Ram, dwelling in every pore.

The dust of Your feet, if I attain,
Each pebble turns to diamond's sheen,
The dust of Your feet, if I attain,
Each pebble turns to diamond's sheen,
My fortune smiles, for I have found,
In these Your feet, my home serene.
Lord of the cosmos, seer of all,
What can I ask of Thee?
What can I ask of Thee?
O Ram, dwelling in every pore.

Your mystery, who can comprehend?
Only those like You, can transcend,
Your mystery, who can comprehend?
Only those like You, can transcend,
For all You do, what can we lend?
For all You do, what can we lend?
Good or ill, we name.
Lord of the cosmos, seer of all,
What can I ask of Thee?
What can I ask of Thee?
O Ram, dwelling in every pore.
Lord of the cosmos, seer of all,
What can I ask of Thee?
What can I ask of Thee?
O Ram, dwelling in every pore.