main akeli meri dushman ban gayi sari duniya
meri khushiya chhin ke le gayi ye hathiyari duniya
shera wali tera darbaar sukh ka bhandar
shera wali tera darbaar sukh ka bhandar
meri bigdi bana meri laaj bacha
main to vinti karu tere dwar
mata rani tera darbaar sukh ka bhandar

o sukh dene wali mata
mujhko dukho ne ghera
rasta koi mujhko dikha de
mere charo aur andhera
shera wali aaja hoke shero pe tu sawar
shera wali tera darbaar sukh ka bhandar
mata rani tera darbaar sukh ka bhandar

tere dar pe jo bhi aaya kabhi gaya na khali
jai jagdambe jai bhwani
jai jai jai maa kaali
tu jo mujhko shakti de
main kabhi na manu haar
shera wali tera darbaar sukh ka bhandar
mata rani tera darbaar sukh ka bhandar

mata teri shakti se main aisi jyot jala du
is duniya se ablao pe atyaachar mita do
thodi der bana de mujhko tu apna avtaar
shera wali tera darbaar sukh ka bhandar
mata rani tera darbaar sukh ka bhandar
vinti karu tere dwar maa shakti de
sunle meri pukar maa shakti de
jag ki palan haar maa shakti de
tere hath hazaar maa shakti de
karde beda paar maa shakti de
kabhi na manu haar maa shakti de
maa shakti de
maa shakti de
maa shakti de
maa shakti de
maa shakti de, maa

Alone I stand, a world my foe,
This grasping world that stole my glow.
Oh, She of lions, your court's embrace,
A treasury of joy, a sacred space.
My failings mend, my honor keep,
I plead before your throne so deep.
Mother Queen, your court's embrace,
A treasury of joy, a sacred space.

Oh, Giver of joy, Mother divine,
By sorrows bound, no solace mine.
Show me the path, a guiding light,
As darkness shrouds my fading sight.
She of lions, ride the lion's might,
Oh, She of lions, your court's embrace,
A treasury of joy, a sacred space.
Mother Queen, your court's embrace,
A treasury of joy, a sacred space.

To your door, each seeker came,
Never empty, quenched the flame.
Victory to you, Jagadambe,
Victory to you, Bhavani!
Victory, Victory, Kali Maa!
Grant me strength, a will to rise,
And never yield before my eyes.
Oh, She of lions, your court's embrace,
A treasury of joy, a sacred space.
Mother Queen, your court's embrace,
A treasury of joy, a sacred space.

With Mother's strength, a flame I'll ignite,
Eradicate oppression's blight.
For a moment, lend your form to me,
Let me the avatar to be.
Oh, She of lions, your court's embrace,
A treasury of joy, a sacred space.
Mother Queen, your court's embrace,
A treasury of joy, a sacred space.
I plead before you, grant me power,
Hear my prayer, in this dark hour,
Preserver of the world, grant me power,
With a thousand hands, grant me power,
Carry me across, grant me power,
Never will I fail, grant me power,
Mother, power,
Mother, power,
Mother, power,
Mother, power,
Mother, power, Mother.