roop aneko dhare ma ne bhakto ka uddhar kiya
kasht mitaye sum barsaya dushto ka sanghaar kiya
nav durga ka paath karo to man pawan ho jata hai
manokamna poori hoti jab koi shish jhukata hai
jaikara shera wali da jaikara shera wali da
jaikara shera wali da jaikara shera wali da

tab durga jab kanjak roop me bhakto ke ghar aati hai
sabki muraade poori hoti sukh hi sukh barsaati hai
haluwa poori chane ka bhog lagaya jata hai
kanjak roop me jagdambe ka ye man darshan pata hai
nij hatho se kanjak ko jab koi bhog lagata hai
manokamna poori hoti jab koi shish jhukata hai
jaikara shera wali da jaikara shera wali da
jaikara shera wali da jaikara shera wali da

parwat raaj himalay ke ghar beti banke aai thi
man banchhit fal dene wali shailputri kahlaai thi
brahmchari naam diya jab brahm tej se prakat huyi
bhakto ka hit karne wali bahkto ke sada nikat rahi
chandr ghanta de gyaan bhawt ko usma na sukh deti hai
skandh mata bhakto ke sare sankat khud har leti hain
siksha de kalyaani devi kaal ratri prakash kare
mahagauri mamta mayi siddhi taakr siddhi pradan kare
kisi bhi roop ma ka darshan bhakto ke man bhata hai
manokamna poori hoti jab koi shish jhukata hai
jaikara shera wali da jaikara shera wali da
jaikara shera wali da jaikara mehra wali da
jaikara shera wali da shera wali da
jaikara shera wali da

She takes a thousand forms, a mother's grace,
To lift her children, in this sacred space.
She erases sorrow, showers down her light,
And vanquishes the darkness, day and night.
Chant the name of Durga, pure of heart,
And a cleansing washes, a brand new start.
Desires fulfilled, when a soul bows low,
Victory to the Lioness, let the praises flow.

When Durga comes as a maiden fair,
To blessed homes, beyond compare.
All wishes granted, joy descends,
Happiness abounds, the journey transcends.
Sweet halwa, puri, chickpeas, a sacred feast,
Offered in devotion, for the soul's release.
In the form of a maiden, the divine is seen,
When offering the offering, the heart is serene.
Desires fulfilled, when a soul bows low,
Victory to the Lioness, let the praises flow.

Daughter of the mountains, a child of light,
She came to dwell, on the highest height.
She gives desired fruits, of every kind,
Shailputri she's called, with a loving mind.
Brahmacharini, she emerged with grace,
With the power of Brahma, in this holy place.
She cares for devotees, forever near,
To ease their burdens, and quell all fear.
Chandra Ghanta gives wisdom, joy does abound,
Skanda Mata protects, all around.
Kalyani gives knowledge, Kaalratri lights the way,
Mahagauri, the mother, grants blessings each day.
In any form, her beauty we see,
Desires fulfilled, when a soul bows free,
Victory to the Lioness, let the praises flow.
Victory to the Lioness, let the praises flow.
Victory to the Lioness, Lioness Divine,
Victory to the Lioness, forever thine.