Song in Bengali of Bankim Chandra Chatterjee
translation by Sri Aurobindo (November 20, 1909)

Mother, I bow to thee!
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
Bright with thy orchard gleams,
Cool with thy winds of delight,
Dark 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 the swords flash out in twice seventy million hands
And seventy millions 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 savest, arise and save!
To her I cry who ever her foemen drave
Back from plain and sea
And shook herself free.
Thou art wisdom, thou art law,
Thou our heart, our soul, our breath,
Thou the 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,
Pure and perfect without peer,
Mother, lend thine ear.
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
Bright with thy orchard gleams,
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.

Let me sing a sweet lullaby of dolphins spiraling this u n i verse into an oceanic blurbling melody of papaya paradise with a sprinkle of sunshine you are my sunshine.....that's da kind i find when i run into a sista from anotha mista on the black sand shores of big i roots magic. Lifetimes intersect lines of fading u and i into one puddle of pure vida love. Reflection from the deep blue sea paralleling realities.....so strong this ma holds it down while giving it up to the most high what words come to mind? Mermaid-Demeter-lioness-crazybeautiful-sweet coco naked cacoa loco mamacita.....Goddess of the liquid lucidity yes yes yes! Mahalo Wendy bird, you are a beautiful tree that helps me breathe....I love you so much sis*star...Aloha Sofia

you save a lot of human beings in this world and im one of them i love you