man tera mandir ankhe diya bati, hotho ki hai thaliya bol phul pati
rom rom jihwa tera nam pukarti, arti ho maiya arti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti
man tera mandir ankhe diya bati, hotho ki hai thaliya bol phul pati
rom rom jihwa tera nam pukarti, arti ho maiya arti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti
man tera mandir ankhe diya bati, hotho ki hai thaliya bol phul pati
rom rom jihwa tera nam pukarti, arti ho maiya arti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti

hey mahalakshma gori tu apni ap hai jori
teri kimat tu hi jane tuhi bhala bura pahchane
ye kahti din or rate teri likhi na jaye bate
koi mane ya na mane ham bhakt tere diwane
koi mane ya na mane ham bhakt tere diwane
tere paw sari dunia pukharti
man tera mandir ankhe diya bati, hotho ki hai thaliya bol phul pati
rom rom jihwa tera nam pukarti, arti ho maiya arti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti

hey gunwanti, satwanti hey patwanti raswanti
meri sunna ye vinati mera rang de chola basanti
hey dukhbhanjan sukhdatri hame sukh dena din ratri
jo teri mahima gaye muh mangi murade paye
jo teri mahima gaye muh mangi murade paye
har ankh teri or niharti ma
man tera mandir ankhe diya bati, hotho ki hai thaliya bol phul pati
rom rom jihwa tera nam pukarti, arti ho maiya arti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti

hey mahakal mahashakti hame dede aisi bhakti
hey jagjanni mahamaya bas tuhi dhup or chaya
tu amar ajar awinasi, tu anmit puranmasi
sab karke dur andhere hame baksho naye sawere
sab karke dur andhere hame baksho naye sawere
tu to bhakto ki bigdi sawarti
man tera mandir ankhe diya bati, hotho ki hai thaliya bol phul pati
rom rom jihwa tera nam pukarti, arti ho maiya arti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti, tere paw sari dunia pakharti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti, har ankh teri or niharti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti, tu to bhakto ki bigdi sawarti
ho jyotawaliye ma teri arti

My mind, a temple, eyes are lamps alight,
My lips, a platter, words like blooms of light.
Each pore, each cell, your name does now implore,
A hymn of praise, to you forevermore.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore.

My mind, a temple, eyes are lamps alight,
My lips, a platter, words like blooms of light.
Each pore, each cell, your name does now implore,
A hymn of praise, to you forevermore.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore.

My mind, a temple, eyes are lamps alight,
My lips, a platter, words like blooms of light.
Each pore, each cell, your name does now implore,
A hymn of praise, to you forevermore.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore.

Oh Great Lakshmi, fair, your essence, your own art,
Your worth you know, and judge with gentle heart.
These days and nights, your story, they proclaim,
Though some may doubt, we sing your holy name.
Though some may doubt, we sing your holy name.
Your feet, the world adores with humble claim.
My mind, a temple, eyes are lamps alight,
My lips, a platter, words like blooms of light.
Each pore, each cell, your name does now implore,
A hymn of praise, to you forevermore.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore.

Oh virtuous one, true, and ever so sweet,
Hear now my plea, my soul, your colours greet.
Oh, bane of sorrow, giver of all good,
Grant us your joy, as every day is stood.
Who sing your praise, their heart's desire they find,
Who sing your praise, their heart's desire they find.
Each eye beholds you, Mother, ever kind.
My mind, a temple, eyes are lamps alight,
My lips, a platter, words like blooms of light.
Each pore, each cell, your name does now implore,
A hymn of praise, to you forevermore.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore.

Oh Mahakaal, great power, grant us this devotion,
Oh, Mother of the world, you are sun and ocean.
You are eternal, without end or fall,
The infinite, the fullness of all.
You banish darkness, grant us dawn anew,
You banish darkness, grant us dawn anew.
You mend the broken, for your devotees true.
My mind, a temple, eyes are lamps alight,
My lips, a platter, words like blooms of light.
Each pore, each cell, your name does now implore,
A hymn of praise, to you forevermore.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore, your feet, the world adores.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore, your feet, each eye beholds.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore, you mend the broken.
Oh, Mother of the flame, we sing to adore.