chhota sa mandir bana
chhote se maharaj par chhaya
sansar mein madhur prem ka rag
jai jai jai prem devta
jai jai prem devta
jai jai prem devta
man mandir ke thakur jai prem devta
jai jai jai prem devta
jai jai prem devta

roj niharti hu
sajan ke pyar tum hi
roj niharti hu
sajan ke pyar tum hi
veena ke taar tum hi
van ki bahar tum hi
veena ke taar tum hi
van ki bahar tum hi
man ki pukar tum hi
prem devta prem devta
jai jai jai prem devta
jai jai prem devta

band karo band karo band karo band karo
puja is nirday ki band karo
ab tak tha anmol ye patthar
par ye jhuthi maaya
bolo iski puja karke
kisne kya sukh paya
rona aur subkana
aahe bharna aansu peena
de yahi iski khul khul
mare huye ka jina
murti tod do phul ki mala marod do
aarti chhod do aarti chhod do

A tiny temple built,
above a small king,
an echo of sweet love's song across the world,
Glory, glory, glory to the Love-God,
Glory, glory, glory to the Love-God,
Glory, glory, glory to the Love-God,
In the temple of the heart, Lord, hail the Love-God,
Glory, glory, glory to the Love-God,
Glory, glory, glory to the Love-God.

I gaze daily,
you are my beloved's love,
I gaze daily,
you are my beloved's love,
You are the strings of the veena,
you are the forest's bloom,
You are the strings of the veena,
you are the forest's bloom,
You are the heart's call,
Love-God, Love-God,
Glory, glory, glory to the Love-God,
Glory, glory, glory to the Love-God.

Stop, stop, stop, stop,
this cruel worship, cease it now,
Once precious, this stone,
but a deceptive illusion,
Tell me, worshipping it,
who found joy here?
Weeping and sobbing,
sighing and drinking tears,
This is all it offers,
the living death of the dead,
Shatter the idol,
wring the garlands dry,
Abandon the prayers,
abandon the prayers.