Vande Mataram Lyrics In English (Translation) - National Song of India
Vande Mataram Lyrics by Bankim Chandra Chattopadhyay
Vande Mataram is the National Song of India. It was composed by Bankim Chandra Chattopadhyay in a mixture of Bengali & Sanskrit. Vande Mataram comes from a poem from Bankim Chandra's 1882 novel Anandamath. The first political occasion where it was sung in the 1896 session of the Indian National Congress. In 1950 (after India's independence), the song's first two verses were given the official status of the "National Song" of the Republic of India, distinct from the national anthem of India, Jana Gana Mana.
Vande Mataram Lyrics In English
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Sujlaam sufaam malyaj sheetlam
Shasya shyamlam mataram vande
Sujlaam sufaam malyaj sheetlam
Shasya shyamlam mataram vande
Vande mataram, vande mataram, vande mataram
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Shubh jyotsana pulkit yaamini
Phulla kusumita drumadal shobhini
Shubh jyotsana pulkit yaamini
Phulla kusumita drumadul shobhini
Suhasini sumadhur bhashini
Sukhdam vardam mataram
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Saptkoti kunth kal kal ninaad karle
Nisaptkoti bhujairdhut khar karwale
Saptkoti kunth kal kal ninaad karle
Nisaptkoti bhujairdhut khar karwale
Ke bole maa tumhi bole
Bahubal dhaarini namaami taarini
Ripudal vaarini mataram
Vande mataram, vande mataram
Vande Mataram Lyrics English Translation
Mother, I salute thee!
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
bright with orchard gleams,
Cool with thy winds of delight,
Green fields waving Mother of might,
Mother free.
Glory of moonlight dreams,
Over thy branches and lordly streams,
Clad in thy blossoming trees,
Mother, giver of ease
Laughing low and sweet!
Mother I kiss thy feet,
Speaker sweet and low!
Mother, to thee I bow.
Who hath said thou art weak in thy lands
When swords flash out in seventy million hands
And seventy million voices roar
Thy dreadful name from shore to shore?
With many strengths who art mighty and stored,
To thee I call Mother and Lord!
Thou who saves, arise and save!
To her I cry who ever her foe drove
Back from plain and sea
And shook herself free.
Thou art wisdom, thou art law,
Thou art heart, our soul, our breath
Though art love divine, the awe
In our hearts that conquers death.
Thine the strength that nerves the arm,
Thine the beauty, thine the charm.
Every image made divine
In our temples is but thine.
Thou art Durga, Lady and Queen,
With her hands that strike and her
swords of sheen,
Thou art Lakshmi lotus-throned,
And the Muse a hundred-tone,
Pure and perfect without peer,
Mother lend thine ear,
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
Bright with thy orchard gleems,
Dark of hue O candid-fair
In thy soul, with jewelled hair
And thy glorious smile divine,
Loveliest of all earthly lands,
Showering wealth from well-stored hands!
Mother, mother mine!
Mother sweet, I bow to thee,
Mother great and free!
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