jaidev jaidev jai mangal murti ho shrimangal murti
darshan maatre manokaamana purti jaidev jaidev
jaidev jaidev jai mangal murti ho shrimangal murti
darshan maatre manokaamana purti jaidev jaidev
sindur laal chadhaayo apane hi mann ka
sundar laal viraaje sut gauri-shiv ka
haath me hai gudh laddu prabhu gajaanan ke
mahima kahu to kaise, jhukaau sir pad me
jaidev jadev

ganesha tera roop niraala
koti surya ka hai tujhme ujaala
lambodar pitaambar tera kya kehana
saral sund vakratunda trinaina, jaidev jaidev
sindur ranjit har ang sundar
motiyan ka maala chamake gale par
har gun sampann o gauri nandan
tujhko bhaaye kumkum kesar chandan
jaidev jaidev

ho aa gyaani daani tu hai sidhhidaata
sabke liye tera pyaar barsata
teri lila jag me hai nyaari
karta hai tu muse ki sawaari, jaidev jaidev
mann ki aankhein dhunde hai tujhko
de do ab to darshan humko
apane sevak ke ghar pe tu aana
sankat me hum sab ki raksha tu karna
jaidev jaidev
sindur laal chadhaayo apane hi mann ka
sundar laal viraaje sut gauri-shiv ka
haath me hai gudh laddu prabhu gajaanan ke
mahima kahu to kaise, jhukaau sir pad me
jaidev jadev

jai jai shri gajraaj vidya sukh daata
har vighn harta dhanya darshan tumhaara
mera mann ramata jaidev jadev
jaidev jaidev jai mangal murti ho shrimangal murti
darshan maatre manokaamana purti jaidev jaidev
jaidev jaidev jai mangal murti ho shrimangal murti
darshan maatre manokaamana purti jaidev jaidev
jaidev jaidev jai mangal murti ho shrimangal murti
darshan maatre manokaamana purti jaidev jaidev

Hail to the God, Hail to the auspicious form,
Oh, Shri Mangal Murti, radiant in the storm.
A glimpse of you, and desires take flight,
Hail to the God, in eternal light.

Crimson dust, a blush upon the heart's shrine,
Crimson red, where Gauri's son does entwine.
Laddoos and grace within your mighty hand,
How to sing your praise? Before you, I stand.
Hail to the God.

Ganesha, form beyond compare,
In you, the light of suns does flare.
Long-bellied, draped in gold, what praise can start?
Curved trunk, three eyes, and a loving heart.
Hail to the God.

Vermillion hues on limbs so fair,
Pearls of light that shine on hair.
All virtues bloom, O Gauri's son,
We anoint you with saffron, our quest begun.
Hail to the God.

Oh, wise giver, Siddhidata, your touch so kind,
Upon all beings, your love does unwind.
Your dance of life, a mystery untold,
You ride the mouse, a story to be bold.
Hail to the God.

The heart's eyes seek you, a longing so deep,
Grant us your vision, secrets to keep.
Come to your devotees, a welcoming art,
Protect us from darkness, a brand new start.
Hail to the God.

Crimson dust, a blush upon the heart's shrine,
Crimson red, where Gauri's son does entwine.
Laddoos and grace within your mighty hand,
How to sing your praise? Before you, I stand.
Hail to the God.

Hail, Shri Gajraj, giver of wisdom's grace,
Remover of obstacles, in time and space.
My heart rejoices, in your sacred sound,
Hail to the God, on hallowed ground.
Hail to the God, Hail to the auspicious form,
Oh, Shri Mangal Murti, radiant in the storm.
A glimpse of you, and desires take flight,
Hail to the God, in eternal light.
Hail to the God, Hail to the auspicious form,
Oh, Shri Mangal Murti, radiant in the storm.
A glimpse of you, and desires take flight,
Hail to the God, in eternal light.
Hail to the God, Hail to the auspicious form,
Oh, Shri Mangal Murti, radiant in the storm.
A glimpse of you, and desires take flight,
Hail to the God, in eternal light.