Har Har Mahadev

(sound of temple bells ringing)

On the banks of the Ganga,

in the ancient city of light,

Kashi Vishwanath sits,

in the darkness and the light,

the temple bells ring,

the lamps all glow,

we offer our prayers,

we bow down low.

Har Har Mahadev, Har Har Mahadev,

the lord of the universe,

we praise his name,

Har Har Mahadev,

Har Har Mahadev, Kashi Vishwanath,

forever the same.

The evening aarti begins,

the smoke rises high,

the priests chant, the devotees cry,

for the lord

who protects us all,

who answers every call.

Har Har Mahadev,

Har Har Mahadev, we walk the ghats,

we feel his grace,

Har Har Mahadev,

Har Har Mahadev,

Kashi Vishwanath, the eternal place.

Har Har Mahadev... Kashi...

forever... in our hearts.