शुभ्रज्योत्स्ना पुलकितयामिनीम्,
फुल्लकुसुमित द्रुमदलशोभिनीम्,
सुहासिनीं सुमधुरभाषिणीम्,
सुखदां वरदां मातरम्।
वन्दे मातरम्।
I bow to thee, Mother—
whose nights glow in pure moonlight,
whose trees are adorned with blossoming flowers,
whose smile is radiant and whose speech is sweet,
the giver of happiness and the bestower of blessings.
I bow to thee, Mother.
कोटि-कोटि कण्ठ कल-कल निनाद कराले,
कोटि-कोटि भुजैर्धृत खड्गकरवाले,
अबला केन मा एत बले।
बहुबल-धारिणीं नमामि तारिणीं,
रिपुदल-वारिणीं मातरम्।
वन्दे मातरम्।
I bow to thee, Mother—
whose countless voices resound with strength,
whose countless arms bear the weapons of courage.
Who can call thee weak, O Mother?
I bow to thee, the bearer of immense strength,
the deliverer from adversity,
and the power that overcomes oppression.
त्वं हि विद्या, त्वं हि धर्मः,
त्वं हि हृदि, त्वं हि मर्म,
त्वं हि प्राणाः शरीरे।
बाहुते त्वं हि मा शक्ति,
हृदये त्वं हि मा भक्ति,
तोमारै प्रतिमा गढ़ि मन्दिरे-मन्दिरे।
Thou art knowledge; thou art righteousness.
Thou art in our hearts; thou art our innermost essence.
Thou art the very life within our bodies.
In our arms, thou art strength;
in our hearts, thou art devotion.
Thy image we fashion and cherish
in temple after temple.
त्वं हि दुर्गा दशप्रहरणधारिणी,
कमला कमलदलविहारिणी,
वाणी विद्यादायिनी।
नमामि त्वां नमामि कमलाम्,
अमलां अतुलां सुजलां सुफलां मातरम्।
वन्दे मातरम्।
Thou art Durga, bearer of ten weapons;
thou art Kamala, who dwells upon the lotus;
thou art Vani, the giver of knowledge.
I bow to thee, pure and incomparable Mother,
richly watered and richly fruitful.
I bow to thee, Mother.
श्यामलां सरलां सुस्मितां भूषिताम्,
धरणीं भरणीं मातरम्।
वन्दे मातरम्।
I bow to thee, Mother—
dark-green and beautiful,
simple and adorned with a gentle smile,
the Earth that sustains and nourishes us.
I bow to thee, Mother.