unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
tere dar se mile thandi chhaw main din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu

jo bhi bhoola hua dar pe aaye jo bhi bhoola hua dar pe aaye
jyoti teri wo aake jalaye jyoti teri wo aake jalaye
tere darshan paake kahe duniya ko jaake
tere darshan paake kahe duniya ko jaake
maa ke dar se na unchi dekhi shaan main din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu

tu hai daasi main hu bhikaran tu hai daasi main hu bhikaran
tere charno ki main hu pujaran tere charno ki main hu pujaran
teri mahima pe jaau tujhpe maari vaari jaau jaau
teri mahima pe jaau tujhpe maari vaari jaau jaau
saare jag se hai pyari meri maa main din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
tere dar se mile thandi chhaw main din raat pooja karu

aarti teri duniya utaare aarti teri duniya utaare
har dukhiya maa tujhko pukare har dukhiya maa tujhko pukare
yahan koi nahi meet jhuti jag ki hai preet
yahan koi nahi meet jhuti jag ki hai preet
ek saccha hai ambe tera naam main din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
tere dar se mile thandi chhaw main din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
unche pahado wali mata tujhko jag pukare
tere dar pe jhoom rahi hai khushiya aur bahare
tere dar se bhar bhar jholi le jaaye log muraade
har dum tujhko chinta rehti kaise bhakto ki bigadi saware
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu
unche bhavno aur sherowali maa ki din raat pooja karu

I pray through day and night, to the lion-riding Mother,
In towering temples, where devotion knows no other.
I pray through day and night, to the lion-riding Mother,
In towering temples, where devotion knows no other.

Whoever forgets, and to Your door returns,
May Your light ignite, as their spirit yearns.
Finding Your grace, they tell the world anew,
No greater glory, than the Mother's view.
I pray through day and night, to the lion-riding Mother,
In towering temples, where devotion knows no other.

You are the mistress, I am the beggar in plea,
A worshipper, bound by Your devotee.
Lost in Your glory, on You I bestow,
My life, my all, to You I now bow.
More precious than all, is my Mother's embrace,
I pray through day and night, in this sacred place.
In towering temples, where devotion knows no other.
I pray through day and night, to the lion-riding Mother.

Your hymns the world sings, their prayers take flight,
Each sufferer calls, to You in the night.
No friend remains, in this world of deceit,
Only Your name, a love truly complete.
I pray through day and night, to the lion-riding Mother,
In towering temples, where devotion knows no other.
I pray through day and night, to the lion-riding Mother,
In Your cool shelter, where I offer prayer.

High mountain Mother, the world calls to You,
Your threshold dances, with joy shining through.
From Your doorstep, hopes they receive,
Your heart's only concern, how to help your believers achieve.
I pray through day and night, to the lion-riding Mother,
In towering temples, where devotion knows no other.
I pray through day and night, to the lion-riding Mother.