ham nahi chahte ye jivan
jispar dharam ka shraap ho
jivan nahi ye zehar hain
jispar laga ek paap ho
aa aa aa aa

iska paap mitane mata
puny ki dhar baha do
iska paap mitane mata
puny ki dhar baha do
bujh na jaye deep shakti ka
bujhti jyoti jaga do
iska paap mita le mata
puny ki dhar baha do

he har siddhi he jagdambe
he ambe he mata
singhwahini pran dayini
he jan jan ki data
wapas lekar pran hamare
iski karo rakhwali
dinhin ki laaj bacha lo
he mata mahakali
he mata mahakali
he mata mahakali
he mata mahakali

prkat hui jo maat
raat dukh ki tal gayi
chamak utha prbhat
aur sanjh dhal gyai
maa ki god me bhi
uska phul khil gaya
mahan the jo unka
pran daan mil gaya
pran daan mil gaya

We crave not this life, a cursed decree,
Where dharma's shadow forever dwells.
This is not life, but venom's decree,
A sin that on its poisoned heart compels.
Ah, ah, ah, ah,

To cleanse this sin, Mother, from the core,
Let streams of merit overflow.
To cleanse this sin, Mother, evermore,
Let the bright light of virtue grow.
Lest the lamp of power should grow dim,
Rekindle the flame, let it glow.
To cleanse this sin, Mother, from the brim,
Let streams of merit overflow.

Oh, Goddess of all accomplishment, Jagadamba,
Oh, Mother Amba, Mother divine,
Lion-rider, giver of life,
The giver of all to all mankind.
Take back our souls, our very breath,
And guard them with your loving grace.
Protect the poor, defeat of death,
Oh Mother, Great Kali, embrace.
Oh Mother, Great Kali, embrace.
Oh Mother, Great Kali, embrace.
Oh Mother, Great Kali, embrace.

When you appeared, Mother, so bright,
The dark night of sorrow did fade,
Dawn broke forth with radiant light,
And evening shadows gently played.
In Mother's arms, the flower did bloom,
For those who were great, death now denied,
And they received life from the womb,
Life restored, their spirits now ride.
Life restored, their spirits now ride.