mandir me bhagwan rahte hai ghar me humari maa
mandir me bhagwan rahte hai ghar me humari maa
hum baccho ke rom rom me jhalke hai pyari maa
mandir me bhagwan rahte hai ghar me humari maa

humko dudh pilati hai humko sair karati hai
humko dudh pilati hai humko sair karati hai
lori hume gaa gaa ke wo pyar se sulati hai
mandir me bhagwan rahte hai ghar me humari maa
mandir me bhagwan rahte hai ghar me humari maa

papa jab chillate hai hum sabko dhamkate hai
maa fauran aa jati hai bich bachav karati hai
papa jab chillate hai hum sabko dhamkate hai
maa fauran aa jati hai bich bachav karati hai
apne liye papa ko phir daant pad jati hai
mandir me bhagwan rahte hai ghar me humari maa
mandir me bhagwan rahte hai ghar me humari maa

papa bade acche man ke bade sacche
mummy bina papa nahi
papa bina mummy nahi
mummy bina papa nahi
papa bina mummy nahi

baccho se hi hota hai ghar
ghar wo jaha ho bacche
mandir me bhagwan rahte hai ghar me tumhari maa
mandir me bhagwan rahte hai ghar me tumhari maa
tum baccho ke rom rom me jhalke hai tumhari maa
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In temples, gods reside, within our homes, our mothers dwell.
In temples, gods reside, within our homes, our mothers dwell.
In every fiber of our being, our beloved mothers' light we tell.
In temples, gods reside, within our homes, our mothers dwell.

She nurses us with milk, she guides our every roam,
She nurses us with milk, she guides our every roam,
With lullabies she sings, she lulls us safely home.
In temples, gods reside, within our homes, our mothers dwell.
In temples, gods reside, within our homes, our mothers dwell.

When father's voice is raised, when scolding fills the air,
When father's voice is raised, when scolding fills the air,
Mother swiftly intervenes, a shield beyond compare.
When father's voice is raised, when scolding fills the air,
Mother swiftly intervenes, a shield beyond compare,
And for our sake, she bears the scold, the burden she will share.
In temples, gods reside, within our homes, our mothers dwell.
In temples, gods reside, within our homes, our mothers dwell.

Father, of a heart so good, so true,
Mother, without Father, not anew,
Father without Mother, can't be true,
Mother without Father, not anew.

The home exists because of the young,
Home is where children are sung,
In temples, gods reside, within your home, your mother's light.
In temples, gods reside, within your home, your mother's light.
In every fiber of your being, your beloved mothers' light.
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