jai kara shera wali da bol sache darbar ki jai
sachia jyotan wali maata teri sada ki jai jai
ye sansar hai majdaar
ye sansar hai majdaar maiya kare gi beda paar sabka
o ye sansar hai majdaar maiya karegi beda paar sabka
ho aake maiya rani ka aashirwad lai le
aaja mandir me maa ka prasad lai le
aaja mandir me maa ka prasad lai le
o jyoti jalai le jalai le maiya ki jiya
to maiya hai tere saath hai dum dum dadam
arey jyoti jalai le maiya ki jiya
to maiya hai tere saath hai dum dum dadam
are dardo ki garmi se tapta jiya
are dardo ki garmi se tapta jiya o maiya tu barsaat hai
o jyoti jalai le jalai le maiya ki jiya
to maiya hai tere saath hai
o ye safar hai majdar maiya karegi beda paar sabka
ho aake maiya rani ka aashirwad lai le
aaja mandir me maa ka prasad lai le
aaja mandir me maa ka prasad lai le
jai kare sheran wali da bol sacche darbar ki jai

ho maa se door kyun huzoor, maa se door kyun huzoor
aisa hua kya kasoor bhakto ho bhakto
o maiya bhakto ki toli bulayi rahi re
maathe laali rangoli lagayi rahi re
bulayi rahi re, bulayi rahi re woh toli
lagayi rahi re, lagayi rahi re rangoli
arrey re re teeka lagayi le, patal pe jiya
to maiya tere saath dum dum dadam
arrey teeka lagayi le, patal pe jiya
to maiya tere saath dum dum dadam

ho aaja aaja aaja
aaja maa ke dwar ho maya moh nahi bisar
ho aaja maa ke dawaar ho maya moh nahi bisaar
koro chapti ye paap ka jahaan chod de chod de
ho paisa dela dukho ki dukaan chod de
jhuthi kamayi ki dukaan chod de bhakta
jhuthi kamayi ki dukaan chod de o bhakta
sun le tu o bhakta sun le tu
arrey jhuthi kamayi ki dukaan chod de
ye kamai kya kamaye, ho ye kamai kya kamaye
kisi kaam me na aaye marr ke, hay marr ke
ho jaisa hona kisi ka naseeb pa gaya
jo bhi maiya ke dar ke kareeb aa gaya
ho jo bhi maiya ke dar ke kareeb aa gaya

deepak jalaile hai jalta jiya
to maiya tere saath dum dum dadam
jai mata di, jai mata di
jor se bolo jai mata di, saare bolo jai mata di
jai kara jai kara shera wali ka bol sache darbar ki jai

Praise to the Lion-Riding Mother, truth's court in glory, hail!
Eternal flame of truth, Mother, your victory prevails!
This world, a churning sea, a turbulent embrace,
Mother will ferry all, to a safe, serene space.
Oh, this world, a churning sea, Mother guides with grace.

Come, receive the blessings of the Mother Queen, descend,
In the temple, partake of Mother's offering, extend.
In the temple, Mother's bounty, let it mend.
Ignite the light, ignite it, in your heart's core,
Mother is with you, forevermore, Dum Dum Dadam.
Ignite the light of Mother in your heart's core,
Mother walks with you, evermore, Dum Dum Dadam.

From the heat of sorrow, the spirit's burning plea,
Mother, you are the rain, eternally.
Ignite the light, ignite it, in your heart's core,
Mother is with you, forevermore.
This journey, a churning sea, Mother ferries all.
Come, receive the blessings, heed her call.
In the temple, Mother's offering, enthrall.
In the temple, Mother's bounty, enthrall.

Praise to the Lion-Riding Mother, truth's court in glory, hail!

Oh, why so distant, oh, why, from Mother's grace?
What transgression, what fault, in this sacred space?
Mother summons, a gathering so grand,
Foreheads adorned with vermillion's strand,
Summons the gathering, a holy array,
Adorning, adorning, the colors display.
Apply the mark, to the heart's design,
Mother walks with you, a light divine, Dum Dum Dadam.
Apply the mark to the heart's design,
Mother walks with you, a light divine, Dum Dum Dadam.

Come, come, come,
To Mother's gate, forsake illusion's sway,
To Mother's gate, forsake the world's display.
Reject the world, its sins and its plight, depart, depart,
Leave behind the sorrow's storehouse, depart, depart,
The false earnings, the marketplace you forsake,
The false earnings, oh devotee, awake!
Listen, oh devotee, listen now and learn,
Forsake the false earnings, your spirit to return.

What have you earned, what have you gained this day?
Will it serve you in the passing? Nay, nay.
For those, whose destiny embraces,
Those who draw near, in Mother's spaces.
Those who draw near, Mother's spaces.

Light the lamp, it burns within,
Mother walks with you, Dum Dum Dadam.
Victory to the Mother, victory to the Mother!
Shout it with passion, victory to the Mother!
Praise to the Lion-Riding Mother, truth's court in glory, hail!