jai ma ambe shera wali
jai ma durge jai ma kaali
jai ma ambe shera wali
jai ma durge jai ma kali
araj kampan vajar dhari
bhakt na khali
hai ma hai ma

kar ma kar ma kar ma kar ma
hai ma raksha karo
aayi tere sharan me
sunlo meri pukar
mai aayi tere dwar
mai aayi tere dwar
hai ma dukhiyo ke
dukh harne wali
kardo mera udhar
mai aayi tere dwar
mai aayi tere dwar

jab jab atyachar badha hai
tune liya avtar
kahi pe durga kahi pe kali
ban ke kiya sanghar
ma teri shakti ne aandhi
tufano ka rukh moda
jane kitno ka ghamand
pal bhar me tune toda
teri takat ke aage jhukta hai
yeh sansar

kar ma kar ma kar ma kar ma
hai ma raksha karo
aayi tere sharan me
sunlo meri pukar
mai aayi tere dwar
mai aayi tere dwar

bhakto ka bhay harne wali
chamunda rudrani
sun pukar meri aa jao
o jagtambe bhavani
dhram ki jai ho karam ki jai ho
do aisa vardan
khadak tumhara le karle
iss papi ki jaan
sabki bali chadhaunga
mai mata ke darbar
apne bhakto ki bali kaise karegi ma swikar
iske sar pe aaj chalegi mata ki talwar
khush hogi ma tere
sharo ka pahnaunga haar
kar ma kar ma kar ma kar ma
he ma raksha karo
aayi tere sharan me
sunlo meri pukar
mai aayi tere dwaar

O, Mother Ambe, She of the Lion!
O, Mother Durga, Kali, Divine!
O, Mother Ambe, She of the Lion!
O, Mother Durga, Kali, Divine!
My plea, a trembling, thunderous cry,
No devotee turned back empty, nigh.
O Mother, O Mother!

Do, Mother, do, Mother, do, Mother, do!
O Mother, shield me now, imbue!
I come to your refuge, I implore,
Hear now my call, and open your door,
I come to your door.
O Mother, sorrows' vanquisher,
Grant me salvation, I implore,
I come to your door,
I come to your door.

Whenever darkness has grown,
You take form, bravely shown.
Durga in one guise, Kali in another,
Slaying evil, like no other.
Your power, a tempest's art,
Turned the storms, tore them apart.
So many egos, in a breath,
You shattered, facing death.
Before your might, the world bows down,
And wears your crown.

Do, Mother, do, Mother, do, Mother, do!
O Mother, shield me now, imbue!
I come to your refuge, I implore,
Hear now my call, and open your door,
I come to your door.

Fear of devotees, you erase,
Chamunda, Rudrani, in your grace.
Hear my plea, come forth, arise,
O Jagatambe, in my eyes!
Victory to dharma, karma's acclaim,
Grant me this boon, this holy name.
Take up your blade, and swiftly seize,
This sinner's life, and bring him ease.
I will offer all, at the Mother's feet,
How can Mother accept, such a defeat?
Upon his head, your sword descends,
Happy is the Mother, as the journey transcends.
I will adorn with garlands, your devotee's head,
Do, Mother, do, Mother, do, Mother, do!
O Mother, shield me now, imbue!
I come to your refuge, I implore,
Hear now my call, and open your door.