tere prabhu jante hai re
tere prabhu jante hai baat ghat ghat ki
bajaye ja bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki
bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki
tere maathe pe hai re
tere maathe pe hai beta talvar latki
bajaye ja bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki
bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki

jaha parbhu hai waha chaal kiski chali re
chaal kiski chali, chaal kiski chali
tere ram ji ke aage daal kiski gali re
daal kiski gali, daal kiski gali
tune jani nahi re re, tune jane nahi lila natkhat ki
bajaye ja bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki
ram naam rat chhod jhatpat tere kat jayenge sankat jhatpat
tere kat jayenge sankat jhatpat

jo bhi aage aayega use dekha jayega re
use dekha jayega, use dekha jayega
tere samne bhakat kaun tik payega re
kaun tik payega, kaun tik payega
are fikar na kar re, are fikar na kar tu fokat ki
bajaye ja bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki
ram naam rat chhod jhatpat tere kat jayenge sankat jhatpat
tere kat jayenge sankat jhatpat

tujhe mata ji ne ghar se nikala to kya re
nikala to kya, nikala to kya
tera thodi der nikla diwala to kya re
diwala to kya, diwala to kya
tu bhi dikhlade re tu bhi dihklade jaat apni markat ki
bajaye ja bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki
bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki
bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki
tere prabhu jante hai re
tere paabhu jante hai baat ghat ghat ki
bajaye ja bajaye ja tu pyare hanuman chutki
ram naam rat chhod jhatpat tere kat jayenge sankat jhatpat
tere kat jayenge sankat jhatpat
tere kat jayenge sankat jhatpat
tere kat jayenge sankat jhatpat

Your Lord knows, oh, He knows,
The secrets of every heart's core.
Play on, play on, Hanuman, my dear,
Snap your fingers, let the joy pour.
Snap your fingers, my dear.

Upon your brow, a sword hangs, you see,
A shadow, a test, a decree.
Play on, play on, Hanuman, my dear,
Snap your fingers, wild and free.
Snap your fingers, for all to see.

Where the Lord dwells, whose game can unfold?
Whose game can begin, whose story be told?
Before Ram's gaze, whose path can be laid?
Whose path will be made, whose debts be paid?
You have not grasped, no, you have not known,
The playful dance of the heart's own tone.
Play on, play on, Hanuman, my dear,
With Ram's name, your worries are flown.
Your burdens will be gone, your burdens be flown.

Whoever dares to face you, let them come,
Let their courage be tested, overcome.
Before your faith, who can stand their ground?
Who can stand their ground, where strength is found?
Don't you worry, no, don't you fear,
Of empty worries, let them disappear.
Play on, play on, Hanuman, my dear,
With Ram's name, your worries are here.
Your burdens will be gone, your burdens are here.

Though your mother cast you out to roam,
Cast you out to roam, far from home,
And if your fortunes briefly fade,
Briefly fade, a fleeting shade,
Show them now, reveal your emerald might,
Your true essence, burning bright.
Play on, play on, Hanuman, my dear,
Snap your fingers, with all your light.
Snap your fingers, let all take flight.
Snap your fingers, let all ignite.
Your Lord knows, oh, He knows,
The secrets of every heart's core.
Play on, play on, Hanuman, my dear,
Snap your fingers, forevermore.
With Ram's name, your worries are gone,
Your burdens will be gone, your burdens are gone.
Your burdens will be gone.
Your burdens will be gone.