jai bolo bolo bholenath ki bolo
jai bolo bolo bholenath ki
khani charch tambaku chhodo
todo pyale jaam
pi ja shivshankar ki buti
lekar uska naam bolo
jai bolo bolo bholenath ki
nahi re
jai bolo tere mere sath ki
hoke masti me chur leke iska sharur
aaj bhige jiya se sab kholo, bolo?
jai bolo
jai bolo bolo bholenath ki
jai bolo bolo bholenath ki

khol de apne man ke dariche
khol de apne man ke dariche
kutiya banau teri palko ke niche
khol de apne man ke dariche
pahan ke pahle bhagve vastar
baith mere darwaje upar
mera naam jap tu jap tu
jap tu jap tu
phir gangajali se muh dho lo
ari gangajali nahi bhangjali
gangajal bol
nahi mai to gangajali hi kahungi
phir gangajali se muh dho lo
bolo jai bolo
jai bolo bolo bholenath ki
jai bolo bolo bholenath ki

mai nagan jani pahchani
mai nagan jani pahchani
das lu to mange na pani
mai nagan jani pahchani
tu nagan hai mai hu sapera
bin bajakar dalu ghera
zahar chus lunga chus lunga chus lunga
tan man me pyar ka rang gholo
bolo jai bolo
jai bolo bolo bholenath ki
jai bolo tere mere sath ki
jai bolo bolo bholenath ki
jai bolo bolo bholenath ki

Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath, sing praise.
Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath.
Leave the charas and tobacco behind,
Shatter the wine cups.
Drink the herb of Shivshankar,
Taking His name, sing.
Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath.
No, no.
Sing praise to the bond of you and I.
Drunk with ecstasy, enveloped in its essence,
Unburden your soaked heart, confess, sing?
Sing praise.
Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath.
Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath.

Open the windows of your soul,
Open the windows of your soul.

I will build a humble hut beneath your eyelashes,
Open the windows of your soul.

First, don the saffron robes,
And sit before my door.
Chant my name, chant, chant,
You chant, chant, you.
Then cleanse your face with Gangajal.
Not Gangajal, Bhaangjal!
Say Gangajal!
No, I will say Gangajal!
Then cleanse your face with Gangajal.
Sing praise, sing.
Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath.
Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath.

I am the serpent, known, recognized,
I am the serpent, known, recognized.
If I bite, you will not crave water.
I am the serpent, known, recognized.
You are the serpent, I am the snake charmer,
With my flute, I will weave a spell.
I will suck the poison, suck, suck, suck,
Fill your body and mind with the hue of love.
Sing praise, sing.
Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath.
Sing praise to the bond of you and I.
Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath.
Sing praise, sing praise, to Lord Bholenath.