bam bhole bam bam bam bam damru bole bam bam bam bam
bam bhole bam bam bam bam
shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv
shiv shiv shiv shambhu
shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv
shiv shiv shiv shambhu

bhakto ke bhandar bharo bhole baba bhandari
bhakto ke bhandar bharo bhole baba bhandari
bhole baba bhandari kailaash pati tripurari
bhole baba bhandari kailaash pati tripurari
dekho dkeho darshan do uddhar karo bhole baba bhandari
darshan do uddhar karo bhole baba bhandari

bhagwan tumri sehes bhujaye shat lochan shat kaan
ho bhole baba
dhyaan mein dube rehke bhi rakho dhyan dhare ka dhyaan
bam bam bhole
bhole baba bhandari bhaene na dars bhikhari
bhole baba bhandari kailaash pati tripurari
o dekho dekho sabka beda paar karo bhole baba bhandari
bhakto ke bhandar bharo bhole baba bhandari

barso ke tap se naa pasijo pal ke jap se pasijo
tumri mahima tum hi jano kab kis baat pe rijho bam bam bhole
bhole baba bhandari tere darshan ki balihari
bhole baba bhandari kailaash pati tripurari
dekho dkeho vinti pe vichar karo bhole baba bhandari
bhakto ke bhandar bharo bhole baba bhandari
bhole baba bhandari bhaene na dars bhikhari
bhole baba bhandari kailaash pati tripurari
dekho dkeho darshan do uddhar karo bhole baba bhandari
darshan do uddhar karo bhole baba bhandari
shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shambhu
shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shambhu
shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shambhu
shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shambhu
shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shambhu
shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shiv shambhu

The drum of Shiva beats, a cosmic hum,
Bom Bom, the echo, overcomes.
Bom Bom, the universe ablaze,
Shiva, Shiva, through endless days.
Shiva, Sambhu, the sacred sound,
Shiva, Sambhu, on hallowed ground.

Fill the devotees' store, O Lord of grace,
Fill the devotees' store, time and space.
Lord of the storehouse, Kailash's king,
Lord of the storehouse, joy you bring.
Grant us your vision, our souls to mend,
Grant us your vision, until the end.

Your thousand arms, your hundred eyes,
And ears that hear the silent cries.
Lost in your depths, yet knowing all,
Bom Bom, to your beck and call.
Lord of the storehouse, the beggar pleads,
Lord of the storehouse, the heart concedes.
Oh, see, and guide us, across the tide,
Fill the devotees' store, deep inside.

Years of penance may not appease,
But a moment's prayer, if you please.
Your glory, only you can know,
When and why your favors flow. Bom Bom.
Lord of the storehouse, at your sight,
Lord of the storehouse, bathed in light.
See, and ponder our humble plea,
Fill the devotees' store, wild and free.
Lord of the storehouse, the beggar pleads,
Lord of the storehouse, the heart concedes.
Grant us your vision, our souls to mend,
Grant us your vision, until the end.
Shiva, Shiva, the sacred sound,
Shiva, Sambhu, on hallowed ground.
Shiva, Shiva, the sacred sound,
Shiva, Sambhu, on hallowed ground.
Shiva, Shiva, the sacred sound,
Shiva, Sambhu, on hallowed ground.