National Song Of India (Vande Mataram) Lyrics

Vande Mataram - The National Song Of India

"Vande Mataram" which is also pronounced as "Bande Mataram" is officially recognized as the National Song Of India. Written by Bankim Chandra Chatterjee in his novel "Anandamath", Vande Mataram was adopted as The National Song of India on 1937 by the Indian National Congress Working Committee. 

"Vande Mataram" Means "Mother (Referring to the motherland), I bow to thee).This song started becoming popular among patriots when was sung Rabindranath Tagore. 

Lyrics : 

Vande Mataram 

Sujalam Suphalam, Malayaja Shitalam,

Shasyashamala, Mataram

Shubhrajyotsna Pulakitayaminim,

Phullakusumita Drumadala Shobhinim,

Suhasinim, Sumadhura Bhashinim,

Sukhadam, Vanadam, 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

Translation : 

Mother, I praise thee

Rich with thy hurrying streams,

bright with orchard gleams,

cool with thy winds of delight,

Dark field 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 praise thee.

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!

Thou 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

Thou 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 Goddess Durga, Lady and Queen,

With her ten hands that strike and her swords of sheen,

Thou art Goddess Kamala (Lakshmi), lotus-throned,

And Goddess Vani (Saraswati), bestower of wisdom known

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 bejeweled hair

And thy glorious smile divine,

Loveliest of all earthly lands,

Showering wealth from well-stored hands!

Mother, mother mine!

Mother sweet, I praise thee,

Mother great and free!

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