Oh, Mother of the Lion, Dweller of Mountains,
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
You are the Mother, the Father, the Bond, the Friend,
You are the Knowledge, the Wealth, You are all I depend.
Oh, Mother of the Lion, the Light, the Mountains, the Comfort,
Oh, Mother of the Lion, the Light, the Mountains, the Comfort.
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine,
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine,
Oh, Dweller of Mountains, the Comfort,
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine,
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine.
Your devotion, your worship, now my life's sole decree,
Your devotion, your worship, now my life's sole decree,
At your feet may I breathe my last, this heart’s plea.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Victory to the Mother, Victory to the Mother!
All chant, Victory to the Mother!
With fervor, Victory to the Mother!
I did not hear, Victory to the Mother!
How your devotees, thirsty for a vision, have called to you,
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine,
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine.
All is possible, your wonders untold,
All is possible, your wonders untold,
You have taken on so many forms, stories to be bold.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Victory to the Mother, Victory to the Mother!
All chant, Victory to the Mother!
With fervor, Victory to the Mother!
I did not hear, Victory to the Mother!
Not once, but many times, these devotees have called to you,
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine,
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine,
Oh, Dweller of Mountains, the Comfort,
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine,
For an age, I have yearned, oh Mother of the Lion,
For a glimpse of your grace, oh Light divine.
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