prem pujaran chali piya ke dwaar
daras ki aas liye
apne man mandir ke dev pe
atal achal vishwaas liye
prem pujaran chali piya ke dwaar

dhund rahi hai pyaasi ankhiyaa
apne man bhavan din ratiyaa
bahut dino se chhupe hue prabhu
anatr ke abhilashi
prem pujaran chali piya ke dwaar

preetam ka mukh dekh hirday me
chhaya harsh aapaar
dekh rahi thi jo sapna vo
swapn hua sakaar
nain diwaane, rup suhaane
man ki anokhi pyaas liye
prem pujaran chali piya ke dwaar

he shivshankar, he gangadhar
yug yug se main tumhari pujaran
puja karo swikaar
dur na rakhna in charno se
yahi mera sansaar

A love-priestess, to her Beloved's gate, she treads,
Hope of his vision, a fire within her bred.
Upon the temple of her heart, a faith so deep,
Unwavering, constant, secrets it will keep.
A love-priestess, to her Beloved's gate, she treads.

Thirsty eyes are searching, yearning,
For the Beloved, through days returning,
Hidden for ages, the Lord within,
Yearning for union, where life can begin.
A love-priestess, to her Beloved's gate, she treads.

At the Beloved's face, the heart takes flight,
An immeasurable joy, a radiant light.
The dream she cherished, now blooms in the sun,
Her vision made real, the long race run.
Eyes enraptured, beauty's embrace,
A unique longing etched on her face.
A love-priestess, to her Beloved's gate, she treads.

O Shiva Shankar, O Ganga's Lord,
Through ages I've worshipped, by Thy word.
Accept my devotion, this offering true,
Never to leave these feet, my world, it's you.