ram ki mahima nyari re manva ram ki mahima nyari re
ram ki mahima nyari re manva ram ki mahima nyari re
kahi to chanda jagmag chamke kahi to chanda jagmag chamke
kahi rayn andhiyari re ram ki mahima nyari re
ram ki mahima nyari re manva ram ki mahima nyari re
ram ki mahima nyari re manva ram ki mahima nyari re
bigdi par kya rona murkh bani pe kya itrana re
bigdi par kya rona pata bos vriksh se
suno vriksh vanraye ab ke bichhde kab mile
dur padnge jaye vrik bolo paat se
sun pate meri bat is ghar ki yahi reet hai ek aavat ek jaat

The glory of Ram, a wonder untold,
Oh, mind, the glory of Ram, a story of old.
The glory of Ram, a wonder untold,
Oh, mind, the glory of Ram, a story of old.

Sometimes the moon, a shimmering gleam,
Sometimes the night, a shadowed dream.
Oh, the glory of Ram.

The glory of Ram, a wonder untold,
Oh, mind, the glory of Ram, a story of old.
The glory of Ram, a wonder untold,
Oh, mind, the glory of Ram, a story of old.

Why weep for ruin, fool, why boast in pride?
The leaf to the tree, its whispered tide:
“Hear, O forest king, when parted now,
When shall we meet again, I vow?”
The tree spoke thus, to the falling leaf:
“My leaf, attend, this is the house's grief.
One comes, one goes, such is the decree.”