vande mataram
tere hi maati se janma hun
tere hi god me pala hun
tu meri shaan sar zami hai
main tere aan se fana hun
maa na koi dard chhu sakega tera daman
hasi main hotho pe bichha dun
laga dun kajal ka tika tere mathe
nazar main teri maa utaru
vande mataram vande mataram
vande mataram vande mataram o maa
vande mataram vande mataram o maa
vande mataram vande mataram vande mataramo maa

From your dust, I took my birth,
In your embrace, I knew the earth.
You, my honor, land of grace,
For your pride, I find my place.

No sorrow shall your garment stain,
Laughter, a carpet, I'll sustain.
A kohl's mark upon your brow,
To ward off ill, I vow somehow.
From your gaze, I'll take away the pain.

I bow to you, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother. Oh, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother. Oh, Mother.
I bow to you, Mother.