mata jinko yad kare woh log nirale hote hai
mata jinka nam pukare kismat wale hote hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai, jai mata di
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
ho unchhe parvat pe rani ma ne darbar lagaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai, jai mata di
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai

sare jag me ek thikana sare gham ke maro ka
sare jag me ek thikana sare gham ke maro ka
ho, rasta dekh rahi hai mata apni aankh ke taro ka
rasta dekh rahi hai mata apni aankh ke taro ka
ho, mast hawao ka ek jhonka yeh sandesa laya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di kehte jao
jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di kehte jao
jai mata di, jai mata di kehte jao aane jane walo ko
chalte jao tum mat dekho apne pao ke chhalo ko
chalte jao tum mat dekho apne pao ke chhalo ko
ho, jisne jitna dard saha hai utna chain bhi paya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai, jai mata di

vaishno devi ke mandir me
vaishno devi ke mandir me, log murade pate hai
woh rote rote aate hai, hanste hanste jate hai
woh rote rote aate hai, hanste hanste jate hai
ho, mai bhi mang ke dekhu, jisne jo manga woh paya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai, jai mata di

mai bhi toh ek ma hu mata, ma hi ma ko pehchane
mai bhi toh ek ma hu mata, ma hi ma ko pehchane
bete ka dukh kya hota hai aur koyi yeh kya jane
ho, uska khun mai dekhu kaise jisko dudh pilaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai

chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
chalo bulawa aaya hai mata ne bulaya hai
toh prem se bolo, jai mata di
sare bolo, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di
vaishno rani, jai mata di
ham pe kalyani, jai mata di
ma bholi bhali, jai mata di
ma shero wali, jai mata di
jholi bhar deti, jai mata di
sankat har leti, jai mata di, jai mata di
jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di
jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di
jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di
jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di, jai mata di

Those blessed by her memory, stand apart,
Those named by her, possess a fortunate heart.
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning hand,
The call has come, to seek the promised land.
The call has come...
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning call,
Victory to the Mother!
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning call,
On high peaks, a queen's court holds its sway,
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning call,
Victory to the Mother!

In the world's expanse, a solace finds its place,
For those burdened by sorrow, seeking grace,
The Mother watches, yearning to enfold,
Her children, precious as stars, brave and bold.
A gust of wind, a message on its flight,
The call has come, drawn from the endless light.
Victory to the Mother! Chant her name with glee,
Victory to the Mother! For all the world to see,
Victory to the Mother!
Go forth, greet those who come and go,
Walk forward, do not look on blistered toes,
Walk forward, do not look at what's untold,
For pain endured, a treasure to behold.
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning hand,
Victory to the Mother!

In Vaishno Devi's temple's sacred space,
Where wishes bloom, and seekers find their grace,
They come in tears, then laughter fills the air,
They come in tears, and leave without a care.
I too will ask, for those who seek, shall find,
The call has come, the Mother's loving mind,
Victory to the Mother!

I am a mother, too, a mother's soul,
Only a mother knows the story whole,
What is a son's pain, the depths unknown,
How can I bear to see my own blood flown?
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning hand,
The call has come, and we shall understand.
The call has come...
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning call.
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning call.
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning call.
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning call.
The call has come, the Mother's beckoning call.
Then speak with love, Victory to the Mother!
All voices rise, Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
To Vaishno's Queen, Victory to the Mother!
To us, the blessed, Victory to the Mother!
To the simple Mother, Victory to the Mother!
The lion-hearted, Victory to the Mother!
Who fills our hands, Victory to the Mother!
Who eases pain, Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!
Victory to the Mother!