O daughter of the mountain, who makes the whole
earth happy, who makes the whole universe rejoice,
praised by Nandi.
Dwelling on the peak of the great Vindhya mountain,
glittering widely, praised by those desirous of
victory.
O goddess, wife of the blue necked siva, one who has
many families, one who has done a lot
be victorious, be victorious, O destroyer of the
demon mahisa, with beautiful braids of hair,
daughter of the mountain Himalaya.
Bestower of boons on Gods, one who assails those
hard to control, one engrossed in rejoicing
one who nourishes the three worlds, one who pleases
sankara, one who removes sins, one who engrosses in
sound of Om.
One who is angry with the progeny of Danu (demon),
one who is angry with the sons of Diti (also demon),
one who destroys those with evil intoxication of
pride, daughter of the ocean.
O mother of the world, my mother, one who loves to
dwell in a forest of Kadamba trees, one who keeps on
smiling.
One who is on her own dwelling on the tall peak of
the Himalaya, the greatest among the mountains.
One who is very sweet, one who has the treasure of
demons Madhu and Kaitabha, destroyer of the demon
Kaitabha,engaged in dancing.
One who split the heads (of demons) into hundreds of
pieces and one who cut the trunks of great battle
elephants.
Whose great lion is skilled in terrifying valor in
tearing apart the temples of enemy elephants
one who has cut down into pieces the heads of enemy
chieftains with the strength of her own arms.
One who holds the invincible and undiminishing
striking force which arose on the occasion of
killing the enemies who were hard to subdue on the
battlefield who made Pramatha, the great attendant
of Shiva, a leader in subtle thinking, her
commander.
Who decided to destroy the messenger of demons who
were sinful, with evil intentions, thoughts and
mind.
One who gives protection to the great heroic
husbands of the enemy wives who have come seeking
refuge. one who holds in her hands a spotless spear
pointed towards the head of the opponent who is
causing a great pain for all the three worlds
One who is like the blazing hot sun, aroused by the
power of resounding noise of the drums of Gods.
One who has blown aside hundreds of streams of smoke
coming from demons with smoking eyes merely with her
own roaring , who is like a vine of blood-drops
grown from the dried blood drops in battle.
One who delights in the company of auspicious Shiva,
Shumbha, Nishumbha, and the spirits who were fed
during the great battle.
One who decks herself with dancing ornaments on
throbbing limbs at the moment of the battle, making
her bow ready. Who killed the huge enemy soldiers
with a shining sword and with (arrows from) a quiver
which has golden brown spots.
Who made the battleground with fourfold army into a
stage with a colorful drama with screaming little
soldiers be victorious! be victorious! whose victory
should be sung, praised by the whole universe ready
to sing the praise extolling her victory, who
attracted the attention of shiva by twinkling of
bells making various sounds of dancing.
Who delights in beautiful singing and in dance-drama
presented by a leading dancer acting out the role of
an actress with half of his body.
One who has a flowerlike complexion attractive to
the good heart of the innocent people.
Who is in charge of huge royal elephants in fury
whose rut is streaming down their temples
incessantly princess, the daughter of the ocean, who
has the beauty of the moon, the ornament of all the
three worlds.
Whose spotless forehead is enhanced by the beautiful
complexion, pure and delicate like that of lotus
petals whose flock of swans is moving sportingly
with steps which are the marks of all beautiful arts
Whose bees from the bakula trees meet on the tops of
lotus flowers which are crowded with (their own)
bees.
Whose sweet cooing sounds made with the flute held
in her own hands have put to shame the Kokila bird
and who has sweet thoughts who is in colorful
mountain groves pleasantly resounding with the
assembled mountain folks , whose playground is
filled with good qualities of the flocks of the
great tribal women who are manifestations of her own
qualities
Who has set aside the brilliance of the moon with
the colorful rays coming from the yellow silk she is
wearing on her waist
Whose toe-nails shine like the moon because of the
rays emanating form the crest jewels of the bowing
gods and demons.
Whose breasts outshine the temples of wild elephants
and the high peaks of the golden mountains.
One who has surpassed the thousand-handed sun with
her own thousand hands and one who is singularly
praised by a thousand suns she who performed the
battle to save the Gods and whose sons fought a
battle with the demon Taraka and are saviours.
O benevolent goddess accompanied by Shiva, if
someone daily cherishes your lotuslike feet
then, O lotus dwelling Lakshmi, how will he not
become wealthy?
O auspicious Goddess, is there anything that I would
not have, if I earnestly believe that your feet are
the highest goal to be achieved?
If someone bathes you, the playground of virtues,
with shining golden waters of the ocean
will he not experience in heaven the happiness
(equal to that of Indra) embracing the full bosom of
Sachi?
O Goddess worshipped by the speech of Gods, I take
refuge in your feet, which are also the abode of
Shiva. He who sufficiently dedicates himself to
your entire moonlike face, which is as bright as a
host of spotless moons will he be turned away (in
heaven) by the moon-faced beauties of the city of
Indra?
O Uma, you should be kindly disposed toward me
because of your virtue of compassion toward the
meek you may choose to do (with me) whatever is
appropriate, she removes the great pain (of her
devotees)
I unconditionally surrender unto thee, divine
mother!
