jai siya ram
sar par pagdi, haath me laathi
muhe me daale paan

sar par pagdi, haath me laathi
muhe me daale paan
shahar mai aaya gaon wala logo kro prnaam
shahar mai aaya gaon wala logo kro prnaam
jai siya ram, jai siya ram, jai siya ram
jai siya ram, jai siya ram, jai siya ram
ram ram ram jai siya ram

tumne to pehne hai gunaho ke gehne, oro ki khusiya churaaye
are dhoti or kurte ki khilli udaate ho, mehnat ki hai ye kamaayi
haa saare sharifo ke chehre se pal me chahe to parda udha du
do haath maire hjaaro par bhaari dekho to kartab dikha du
kaam kr du tuhmara tamam
jai siya ram, jai siya ram, jai siya ram
jai siya ram, jai siya ram, jai siya ram
ram ram ram jai siya ram

chand or suraj se badhkar hai mujhko behna ke haatho ki roti
mai pyar oro ka taaku naa jhaaku naa neeyat nahi meri khoti
ek raaj hoto pe, ek raaj seene me, papo ki lanka jalaa du
seeta ka daaman chu le jo raavan, raavan ki hasti mita du
pyar he pyar maira paigaam
jai siya ram, jai siya ram, jai siya ram
jai siya ram, jai siya ram, jai siya ram
ram ram ram jai siya ram

mamta se chhalke man baaho mai apnapan
pyar ki veraasat hai paayi
ganga se paavan jo gaavo ki mitti
vo tan man me hamne basaayi
hai wo kaha raam lakshman se bhaai
hai wo kaha sita maai
aaya tumhe yaad dilaane shiksha jo tumne dilaayi
seekh loge to aayegi kaam
jai siya raam, jai siya ram, jai siya ram
sar par pagdi, haath me laathi
muhe me daale paan
shahar mai aaya gaon wala logo kro prnaam
shahar mai aaya gaon wala logo kro prnaam
jai siya ram, jai siya ram, jai siya ram
jai siya ram, jai siya ram, jai siya ram
ram ram ram jai siya ram

Upon his brow, a turban's grace, a staff within his hand,
Betel stained his lips with charm, a wanderer in the land.

Upon his brow, a turban's grace, a staff within his hand,
Betel stained his lips with charm, a wanderer in the land.
The village comes to city walls, bow down, and understand,
The village comes to city walls, bow down, and understand.
Hail to Sita and to Ram, hail to Sita and to Ram,
Hail to Sita and to Ram, hail to Sita and to Ram,
Ram, Ram, Ram, Hail to Sita and to Ram.

You wear the jewels of sin, you steal another's joy,
You mock the simple kurta and the dhoti's honest ploy.
I can unveil the faces of the so-called pure,
My two hands hold more power, a spectacle to endure.
I will bring your deeds to a close,
Hail to Sita and to Ram, hail to Sita and to Ram,
Hail to Sita and to Ram, hail to Sita and to Ram,
Ram, Ram, Ram, Hail to Sita and to Ram.

More radiant than sun and moon, my sister's bread I crave,
I seek no other love, my heart, my intentions, I save.
A secret on my lips, a secret in my chest,
I'll burn the Lanka of your sins, and put your soul to the test.
If Ravana touches Sita's grace, his very form I'll erase,
Love, my love, is my message of light,
Hail to Sita and to Ram, hail to Sita and to Ram,
Hail to Sita and to Ram, hail to Sita and to Ram,
Ram, Ram, Ram, Hail to Sita and to Ram.

From mother's love, a heart overflows, arms enfold with grace,
Inheritance of affection, in her embrace.
From Ganga's purity, the soil of the village, our soul's embrace,
Within our bodies and minds, we find our place.
Where are the brothers, Ram and Lakshman’s might?
Where is Sita, bright?
To remind you of the lessons you left behind,
If you learn, they will be of use in time,
Hail to Sita and to Ram, hail to Sita and to Ram.
Upon his brow, a turban's grace, a staff within his hand,
Betel stained his lips with charm, a wanderer in the land.
The village comes to city walls, bow down, and understand,
The village comes to city walls, bow down, and understand.
Hail to Sita and to Ram, hail to Sita and to Ram,
Hail to Sita and to Ram, hail to Sita and to Ram,
Ram, Ram, Ram, Hail to Sita and to Ram.