vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram

sujlaam suphalam malayaja shitalam
shasyashyamalam mataram vande
sujlaam suphalam malayaja shitalam
shasyashyamalam mataram vande
mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram

shubhrajyotsna pulkita yamini
phulla kusumita drumadala shobhinim
suhasinim sumdhur bhashini
sukhda varda mataram
vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram

sapta koti kantha kalakala ninaada karaale
nisapta koti bhujaidhruta kharakarvaale
sapta koti kantha kalakala ninaada karaale
nisapta koti bhujaidhruta kharakarvaale
ka bola ka noma eith bole
bahubal dhaariniin namaami taariniim
ripudalavaariniin maataram
vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram
vande mataram, vande mataram

I bow to you, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.

Watered, fruited, cooled by the sandalwood breeze,
Dark-hued and blessed, Mother, I bow.
Watered, fruited, cooled by the sandalwood breeze,
Dark-hued and blessed, Mother, I bow.
Mother.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.

With moonlit nights that thrill,
Adorned with flowers, leaves and trees,
Smiling, sweetly spoken,
Bestowing joy and blessings, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.

Seventy million throats, a chorus of power,
Seventy million arms wielding swords of fire,
Seventy million throats, a chorus of power,
Seventy million arms wielding swords of fire.
Who speaks, who names?
She, the strength-bearer, I salute, the savior,
The destroyer of foes, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.
I bow to you, Mother, I bow.