he bhagwati aaj apne pita agar
madhur git gayenge charo dishaye
diwakar ki jyoti se damke
mukhakriti naian me karodo deep jhilmiayenge
khule kesh sindur mathe pe damke
gale rakt kamlo ki mala bhi damke
mila hai tumhe tej har dewta se
tumhare darsh ko har ek naian tarse
jai devi durge namo devi durge jai durge namo devi durge

he shivpriya shashi shekhra shakti swarupa
tripur sundari sankham chakar dhanu
khadag dharini he mata singh shobhita
mahishasur danaw sangharhani uma parwati kan rupda
durga durgati harni jiwadani sugdha ma ratan kundana

Oh, Mother, if today your father speaks,
Sweet songs will echo through the four directions.
Bathed in the sun's radiant light,
Your face, a constellation of a million lamps, ablaze.
Your unbound hair, vermillion crown, shines bright,
And necklaces of crimson lotuses gleam.
You hold the essence of every god,
And every eye yearns for your holy sight.
Hail, Devi Durga, I bow to you, Durga!

Oh, Beloved of Shiva, crowned by the moon, Shakti incarnate,
Tripura Sundari, adorned with conch, discus, and bow,
Wielding the sword, Mother, riding the lion,
Slayer of Mahishasura, Uma, Parvati, in every particle,
Durga, remover of all suffering, giver of life, fragrant Mother, you are a gem.