khande pe kaawar hai mera tirath hai
raste pe ab na rukunga
maa baap ka bhaar kaliyo se halka
kisi bhaar se na jhukonga
sar ko uthaye aage badonga
sar ko uthaye aage badonga
andhi ho ya tufan andhi ho ya tofan

khande pe kaawar leke chala mein
ab kyu na kru mein ghoman
ek palde mein laxmi ji soye
duje mein hai bhagwan
meri kaawar ke bhag mahaan
meri kaawar ke bhag mahaan

My shoulder bears the sacred weight, my pilgrimage begins,
No longer will I falter on these winding, dusty sins.
My parents' burden, light as petals, I now bear with grace,
No earthly load shall bend me, in this consecrated space.
I lift my head and journey forth, my spirit takes its flight,
I lift my head and journey forth, into the fading light.
Be it tempest, be it storm, be it tempest, be it storm.

With Kaavar on my shoulder, I journey on my way,
Why should I not be proud today, and greet the dawning day?
In one pan, the Goddess Lakshmi dreams, her golden slumber deep,
And in the other, God Himself, His secrets he does keep.
My Kaavar's fate is blessed and true,
My Kaavar's fate is blessed and true.