sare ganv se dudh mangakar pindi ko nehla do
sare ganv se dudh mangakar pindi ko nehla do
bhole ko nahla do mere shankar ko nahla do
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya

sare ganv se dudh mangakar pindi ko nahla do
sare ganv se dudh mangakar pindi ko nahla do
bhole ko nahla do mere shankar ko nahla do
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya

maha raatri shiv ratri ki mahima jo nar nari gaave
maha raatri shiv ratri ki mahima jo nar nari gaave
varat purat parivar sahit kar sakal pararath paave
dhup deep bela patro se baba ko sanwaro
shankar jata jut gangadhar hey gaurish pukaro
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya

bhole daya ke sagar apni pure kar de sapne
bhole daya ke sagar apni pure kar de sapne
tan man sab arpit tum kar do praan diye hai usne
subah sham baba dar aakar man mandir sanwaro
shradha purwak bhakti bhaanv se shankar ko pukaaro

aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya
sare ganv se dudh mangakar pindi ko nehla do
sare ganv se dudh mangakar pindi ko nehla do

bhole ko nahla do mere shankar ko nahla do
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya
aaya baba ka tyohar aaya shiv ratri ka tyohar aaya

Gather milk from every dwelling, bathe the stone,
Bathe the Innocent, my Shankar, alone.
The Father's festival has arrived, Shivratri's light,
The Father's festival has arrived, a sacred night.

Gather milk from every dwelling, bathe the stone,
Bathe the Innocent, my Shankar, alone.
The Father's festival has arrived, Shivratri's light,
The Father's festival has arrived, a sacred night.

The glory of Shivratri, the Great Night, let all proclaim,
Men and women sing the praise, invoking His name.
With family and kin, let service be the way,
Adorn the Father with incense, lamps, and leaves of day.
From matted locks, the Ganga flows, the Bearer of the Tide,
A prayer, a plea, a single soul inside.
The Father's festival has arrived, Shivratri's light,
The Father's festival has arrived, a sacred night.

Innocent One, Ocean of Mercy, fulfill all desires,
All that we have we offer, the life He inspires.
Morning and evening at the Father’s door, the heart’s temple refined,
With faith and devotion, Shankar’s name enshrined.

The Father's festival has arrived, Shivratri's light,
The Father's festival has arrived, a sacred night.
Gather milk from every dwelling, bathe the stone,
Gather milk from every dwelling, bathe the stone.

Gather milk from every dwelling, bathe the stone.
The Father's festival has arrived, Shivratri's light,
The Father's festival has arrived, a sacred night.
The Father's festival has arrived, Shivratri's light,
The Father's festival has arrived, a sacred night.