bhagwan ko pal bhar tu insan bana hota
bhagwan jo pal bhar tu insan bana hota
aye maa aye maa aye maa tere kadmo me
bhagwan jhuka hota aye maa tere kadmo me
bhagwan jhuka hota

kahte hai tujhe uncha kuran bhi geeta bhi
karte hai teri pooja shri ram bhi sita bhi
hoti na tu fir to duniya me kya hota
aye maa aye maa aye maa tere kadmo me
bhagwan jhuka hota

fir kaun tujhe roke jab aan pe ban jaye
tu apne kaleje ko khud khun me nahlaye
jo kam kiya tune wo honi se kya hota
aye maa aye maa aye maa tere kadmo me
bhagwan jhuka hota

aulad se bhi badh kar hai tujhko vachan apna
khud apne hi hatho se fuka hai chaman apna
ab lash pe bete ki aasu to gira hota
aye maa tere kadmo me bhagwan jhuka hota
aye maa tere kadmo me bhagwan jhuka hota

If God, just for a moment, became a mortal,
If God, just for a moment, became a mortal,
Oh Mother, oh Mother, oh Mother, at your feet,
God himself would bow, oh Mother, at your feet,
God would surely bow.

They call you exalted, the Quran and the Gita too,
They worship you, Lord Rama and Sita too,
If you weren't here, what would the world be?
Oh Mother, oh Mother, oh Mother, at your feet,
God himself would bow.

Then who would stop you when honor's on the line,
You wash your own heart in crimson brine,
The deed you did, what could fate bestow?
Oh Mother, oh Mother, oh Mother, at your feet,
God himself would bow.

More than offspring is your sacred vow,
With your own hands, your garden you did allow
To burn. Upon your son’s corpse, at least tears flow,
Oh Mother, at your feet, God would bow,
Oh Mother, at your feet, God would bow.