deke lahu apani mamataa kaa tune mujhe paalaa
har pal mere duhkh pe aake sukh kaa aachal daalaa
kabhi mandir kabhi pujaa kabhi pujaa kaa varadaan lage
meri maan mujhako bhagavaan lage

kabhi tulasi ki raamaayan kabhi gitaa kaa gyaan lage
meri maan mujhako

maan teri aankho se barase amr^it ki dhaaraa
teraa pyaar to lagataa hai saari duniyaa se nyaaraa
kabhi sukh ki bahati gagaa kabhi karunaa ki pahachaan lage
meri maan mujhako

mere to hotho pe hai maan bas naam teraa
in charano ki mitti me hi bite jivan meraa
meri maan ki pavan murat mujhe jag me sabase mahaan lage
meri maan mujhako

bachcho ke sukh me so_e bachcho ke duhkh me jaage
kisi chiz kaa mol na ko_i maan ki mamataa ke aage
kabhi ped ki thadi chhaayaa kabhi sneh bhari muskaan lage
meri maan mujhako

With your lifeblood, you nurtured me,
Each sorrow, you soothed with a blanket of glee.
Sometimes temple, sometimes prayer, a blessing so divine,
My mother, to me, feels like the Divine.
Sometimes Tulsi's verse, sometimes Gita's lore,
My mother, to me, feels like the Divine's core.

From your eyes, a nectar stream does flow,
Your love, a treasure, the world does not know.
Sometimes joy's Ganges, sometimes compassion's sign,
My mother, to me, feels like the Divine.
On my lips, only your name I hold,
In the dust of your feet, my life unfolds.

My mother's form, a breeze across the land,
To me, the greatest in this shifting sand.
My mother, to me, feels like the Divine.
In children's joy, you sleep, in sorrow, you pine,
No price can be set, for a mother's design.
Sometimes shade of a tree, sometimes a smile so kind,
My mother, to me, feels like the Divine.