bande mataram bande mataram
sujlaam suflaam malayaz sheetlaam
shasy shyamlaam mataram
bande mataram
shubhrjyotsana pulkit yaminim
phul kusumit dumrdal shobhinim
suhasinim sumadhur bhashinim
sukhdan vardan mataram
bande mataram

Mother, I bow, Mother, I bow.
To waters pure, fruit-laden, breezes that cool,
To harvests green, dark, a Mother's rule.
Mother, I bow.

In nights of delight, by moonbeams kissed,
Where flowers bloom, and branches are blissed,
Her smile so sweet, her voice softly hissed,
Giving joy, a blessing, Mother, I bow.