HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY TO ALL INDIANS

Vande Mataram!

Vande Mataram!

Sujalam suphalam,

malayaja shitalam,

Shasyashyamalam, Mataram!

Shubhrajyotsna pulakitayaminim,

Phullakusumita drumadala shobhinim,

Suhasinim, sumadhura bhashinim,
Sukhadam, varadam, Mataram!

Saptakotikantha kalakala ninada karale

Dvisaptakoti bhujair dhrita-khara karavale

Abala kena ma eta bale
Bahubala dharinim, namami tarinim,

Ripudalavarinim Mataram!

Tumi vidya, tumi dharma,
Tumi hridi, tumi marma,
Tvam hi pranah sharire!

Bahute tumi ma shakti,
Hridaye tumi ma bhakti,
Tomarayipratima gari mandire mandire!

Tvam hi Durga dashapraharana dharini,
Kamala, Kamaladalaviharini,
Vani,

vidyadayini namami tvam,

Namami Kamalam, amalam, atulam,

Sujalam, suphalam, Mataram,
Vande Mataram!

Shyamalam, saralam, susmitam, bhushitam,
Dharanim, bharanim, Mataram!

Vande Mataram!

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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 sword flesh out in the 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,

Lovilest of all earthly lands,

Showering wealth from well-stored hands!

Mother, mother mine!

Mother sweet, I bow to thee,

Mother great and free

Translation by Shree Aurobindo

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One Response to HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY

  1. Swastik Kumar Gangulee says:

    VANDE MATARAM!

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