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Singer: Lata Mangeshkar
Music: Hemant Kumar
Written By: Bankim Chandra Chattopadhyay
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Maa, Maa
Sujlaam Sufaam Malyaj Sheetlam
Shasya Shyamlam Mataram Vande
Sujlaam Sufaam Malyaj Sheetlam
Shasya Shyamlam Mataram Vande
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Maa, Maa
Shubhra Jyotsana Pulkit Yaamini
Phulla Kusumita Drumadal Shobhini
Shubh Jyotsana Pulkit Yaamini
Phulla Kusumita Drumadul Shobhini
Suhasini Sumadhur Bhashini
Sukhdam Vardam Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Saptkoti Kunth Kal Kal Ninaad Karle
Nisaptkoti Bhujairdhut Khar Karwale
Saptkoti Kunth Kal Kal Ninaad Karle
Nisaptkoti Bhujairdhut Khar Karwale
Ke Bole Maa Tumhi Bole
Bahubal Dhaarini Namaami Taarini
Ripudalvaarinim Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Tumhi Vidya Tumhi Dharma, Tumhi Hridi Tumhi Marma
Tvan Hi Praanaah Shariire
Baahure Tumhi Maa Shakti,
Hridaye Tumhi Maa Bhakti,
Tomaarai Pratimaa Gadi Mandire Mandire, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Tvam Hi Durga Dashapraharanadhaarini
Kamala Kamaladala Vihaarini
Vaani Vidyaadaayini, Namaami Tvam
Namaami Kamalam Amalam Atulam
Sujalam Suphalam Maataram
Shyamalam Saralam Susmitam Bhooshhitam
Dharinim Bharanim Maataram, Vande Maataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Vande Matarm Song Lyrics Meaning in English
Mother, I bow to thee!
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
Bright with orchard gleams,
Cool with thy winds of delight,
Dark fields waving Mother of might,
Mother free.
Glory of moonlight dreams,
Over thy branches and lordly streams,
Clad in thy blossoming trees,
Mother, giver of ease,
Laughing low and sweet!
Mother I kiss thy feet,
Speaker sweet and low!
Mother, to thee I bow.
Who hath said thou art weak in thy lands,
When the swords flash out in seventy million hands,
And seventy million voices roar,
Thy dreadful name from shore to shore?
With many strengths who art mighty and stored,
To thee I call Mother and Lord!
Though who savest, arise and save!
To her I cry who ever her foeman drove
Back from plain and sea
And shook herself free.
Thou art wisdom, thou art law,
Thou art heart, our soul, our breath
Though art love divine, the awe
In our hearts that conquers death.
Thine the strength that nerves the arm,
Thine the beauty, thine the charm.
Every image made divine
In our temples is but thine.
Thou art Durga, Lady and Queen,
With her hands that strike and her swords of sheen,
Thou art Lakshmi lotus-throned,
And the Muse a hundred-toned,
Pure and perfect without peer,
Mother lend thine ear,
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
Bright with thy orchard gleems,
Dark of hue O candid-fair
In thy soul, with jewelled hair
And thy glorious smile divine,
Loveliest of all earthly lands,
Showering wealth from well-stored hands!
Mother, mother mine!
Mother sweet, I bow to thee,
Mother great and free!