arey wo dene wala aaye jab dene pe to
kise kya de de kaha koi jaane na
hame na aaye nazar hame wo dekhe magar
zamana maane ise chahe maane na
arey wo dene wala aaye jab dene pe to
kise kya de de kaha koi jaane na
hame na aaye nazar hame wo dekhe magar
zamana maane ise chahe maane na
ho rama ho rama ho rama
ho rama ho rama ho rama

ha uperwale ki hai tijori bahut badi
sone chaaandi se bhari heere moti se jadi
chaand suraj hai taale sitaro ki hai kadi
ye patang mujhe lage koi jaadu ki chadi
kise wo chune kaha kaun ghadi koi jaane na ho rama
arey wo dene wala aaye jab dene pe to
kise kya de de kaha koi jaane na
hame na aaye nazar hame wo dekhe magar
zamana maane ise chahe maane na
ho rama ho rama ho rama
ho rama ho rama ho rama

arey nadan hai ham apni pehchan kaha
banke insaan mile khud bhagwan yaha
kabhi anjaane se hi wo nazar or mile
bina maange hi hame ya khuda chaand mile
wo hi kangaal kare wo malamaal kare
wo hi dukh door kare wo hi khushhaal kare
banaye baat wo hi sanwaare kaam wo hi
nachaye sabko yaha karde gulfaam wo hi
use manzur hai hota hai wo koi jaane na ho rama
arey wo dene wala aaye jab dene pe to
kise kya de de kaha koi jaane na
hame na aaye nazar hame wo dekhe magar
zamana maane ise chahe maane na
ho rama ho rama ho rama
ho rama ho rama ho rama

jodi bani rahe apne datao ki
bhagyvidhatao ki jodi bani rahe
saat vachan ki sathi kar shubh kaam kare
janam safal ho apna jag me naam kare
prem ki ye bagiya nisdin phule phale
daya drishti se inki apni rozi chale
kya chamatkar kiya taar kiya taar diya koi jaane na
arey wo dene wala aaye jab dene pe to
kise kya de de kaha koi jaane na
hame na aaye nazar hame wo dekhe magar
zamana maane ise chahe maane na
ho rama ho rama ho rama
ho rama ho rama ho rama

When the Giver arrives to give,
Who knows what He'll bestow?
Unseen to us, yet He sees us,
Whether the world believes or no.
When the Giver arrives to give,
Who knows what He'll bestow?
Unseen to us, yet He sees us,
Whether the world believes or no.
Oh Rama, Oh Rama, Oh Rama.
Oh Rama, Oh Rama, Oh Rama.

The treasures of the High One are vast,
Filled with gold, silver, gems amassed,
Sun and moon, the locks they cast,
Stars, the chains that hold them fast.
Like a magic wand, this world seems spun,
Who will He choose, when, who knows none?
When the Giver arrives to give,
Who knows what He'll bestow?
Unseen to us, yet He sees us,
Whether the world believes or no.
Oh Rama, Oh Rama, Oh Rama.
Oh Rama, Oh Rama, Oh Rama.

Fools are we, our true selves unknown,
Here, as humans, God is shown.
Unbidden glances, a meeting of eyes,
Without asking, a moon in the skies.
He impoverishes, He makes rich,
He banishes sorrow, grants a happy niche.
He shapes the words, He guides the deed,
He makes all dance, plants a fragrant seed.
His will prevails, it comes to be,
Who can know what He decrees? Oh Rama!
When the Giver arrives to give,
Who knows what He'll bestow?
Unseen to us, yet He sees us,
Whether the world believes or no.
Oh Rama, Oh Rama, Oh Rama.
Oh Rama, Oh Rama, Oh Rama.

May the couples be blessed, the givers' pairs,
May the architects of fate always share
Their seven vows, in acts of grace,
May our lives be fulfilled, in this world's embrace.
May the gardens of love bloom day and night,
May their compassionate gaze guide our light.
What wonders He works, who can say,
When the Giver arrives to give,
Who knows what He'll bestow?
Unseen to us, yet He sees us,
Whether the world believes or no.
Oh Rama, Oh Rama, Oh Rama.
Oh Rama, Oh Rama, Oh Rama.