jiske pyar ke aage
is duniya ka sar jhuk jata hai
are o jiske pyar ke aage
is duniya ka sar jhuk jata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai

waqt ki tapti dhup me jo
har pag par thokar khaye
are o pag par thokar khaye
phir bhi aankho ke taaro ko
dil ka khun peelaye
are o dil ka khun peelaye
jisse badhkar koi sakhi hai
aur na koi daata hai
jisse badhkar koi sakhi hai
aur na koi daata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai

dhul teri charno ki babul
jo maathe pe lagaye
are o jo maathe pe lagaye
unka ek janam kya sau sau
janam safal ho jaye
are o janam safal ho jaye
jiski sewa karne wala
bhav sagar tar jata hai
jiski sewa karne wala
bhav sagar tar jata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai

khana peena chhod ke
jo tu apni jaan ganwaye
are o apni jaan ganwaye
ye andher tere baccho se kaise dekha jaye
are o kaise dekha jaye
dil ke tukdo ki khatir
jo mar mar ke jee pata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai
jiske pyar ke aage
is duniya ka sar jhuk jata hai
are o jiske pyar ke aage
is duniya ka sar jhuk jata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai
uska naam pita hai jag me
wo babul kahlata hai

Before whose love, the world bows low,
Ah, before whose love, the world bows low,
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.

In the scorching sun of time, he stumbles,
At every step, he stumbles.
Ah, at every step, he stumbles.
Yet, for the stars of his eyes,
He drinks the blood of his heart.
Ah, he drinks the blood of his heart.
Than him, no friend is greater,
Nor any giver more.
Than him, no friend is greater,
Nor any giver more.
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.

The dust of your feet, beloved,
That I place upon my brow,
Ah, that I place upon my brow.
Not one life, but a hundred,
Are made successful.
Ah, are made successful.
He who serves him,
Crosses the sea of existence.
He who serves him,
Crosses the sea of existence.
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.

Forsaking food and drink,
He gives up his life.
Ah, he gives up his life.
How can his children bear to watch this?
Ah, how can it be borne?
For the sake of the pieces of his heart,
He lives, dying again and again.
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.
Before whose love, the world bows low,
Ah, before whose love, the world bows low,
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.
His name, in this world, is Father,
He is called, the beloved.