meri bhul shama karna maa
main balak nadan
tute fute sur hai mere
gaane ka nahi gyan
nahi maangta sona chandi
na maangu koi daan
ghar ghar tere geet gunja du
aisa de vardan aisa de vardan
o mata aisa de vardan

tu hi jal me basi hai
tu hi thal me basi hai
kan kan me basi hai tu hi maa
hey santoshi maa hey santoshi maa
teri surat suhani sukhkayi manbhayi
madhu mangalkari maa
hey santoshi maa hey santoshi maa

sabke liye khula hai tere mandir ka darwaza
sabke liye khula hai tere mandir ka darwaza
jis par teri kripa huyi
wo bane rank se raja
jis par teri kripa huyi
wo bane rank se raja
wo bane rank se raja
teri mahima nirali hey chaturbhuja wali
teri mahima nirali hey chaturbhuja wali
beda paar lagane wali maa
hey santoshi maa hey santoshi maa

nainhin ko nain mile, aur gunga mukh se bole
nainhin ko nain mile, aur gunga mukh se bole
bahar sune ye jag sara, tere chamatkar se gunje
tere chamatkar se gunje
murat manhari hum jaye balihari
murat manhari hum jaye balihari
tu sankathari maa
hey santoshi maa hey santoshi maa

aur yugo me sabhi deviya hai nishchay phal data
aur yugo me sabhi deviya hai nishchay phal data
kalyug me
kalyug me pal me phal dene wali tu hi mata
bas ek tu hi hai mata
teri chhavi pyari pyari, shobha jag se hai nayari
teri chhavi pyari pyari, shobha jag se hai nayari
tu hai yug avtari maa
hey santoshi maa hey santoshi maa
tu hi jal me basi hai
tu hi thal me basi hai
kan kan me basi hai tu hi maa
hey santoshi maa hey santoshi maa
hey santoshi maa hey santoshi maa
santoshi maa santoshi maa

Forgive my failings, Mother,
A child, naive, I plead.
My melodies are fractured,
No skill in song, indeed.

I seek no gold or silver,
Nor charity's embrace.
Grant me a boon to echo
Your hymns in every place.
Oh Mother, grant this grace.

You dwell within the waters,
The earth, your dwelling too.
In every atom, Mother,
Forever, it is you.
Oh Santoshi, oh Santoshi.
Your visage, so lovely,
Bringing joy and ease.
Sweet, auspicious Mother,
Oh Santoshi, oh Santoshi.

Your temple doors are open,
For every soul to see.
Your temple doors are open,
For all eternity.
Upon whom grace descends,
From beggar, kings arise.
Upon whom grace descends,
From beggar, kings arise.
Your glory is unmatched,
Four-armed Goddess of might.
Your glory is unmatched,
Guiding to the light.
Oh Santoshi, oh Santoshi.

The sightless find their vision,
The mute, their voices strong.
The deaf now hear the world,
By miracles, they throng.
By miracles they throng.
Your form enthralls the heart,
We offer all to you.
You, the remover of woes,
Oh Santoshi, oh Santoshi.

In other ages, Goddesses
Bestow the destined fruit.
In Kali Yuga, Mother,
Your blessings are absolute.
You alone, you are Mother.
Your image, ever lovely,
Your beauty, world-renowned.
You, the incarnation of the age.
Oh Santoshi, oh Santoshi.
You dwell within the waters,
The earth, your dwelling too.
In every atom, Mother,
Forever, it is you.
Oh Santoshi, oh Santoshi.
Oh Santoshi, oh Santoshi.
Santoshi, Santoshi.