Jabarkan Mother, I salute thee! dari Vande Mataram

Rich with thy hurrying streams,

Cool with thy winds of delight,

Dark fields waving Mother of might,

Over thy branches and lordly streams,

Clad in thy blossoming trees,

Mother I kiss thy feet,

Mother, to thee I salute.

Who hath said thou art weak in thy lands

When the swords flash out in seventy million hands

And seventy million voices roar

Thy dreadful name from shore to shore?

With many strengths who art mighty and stored,

To thee I call Mother and Lord!

Though who savest, arise and save!

To her I cry who ever her foeman drove

Back from plain and Sea

Thou art wisdom, thou art law,

Thou art heart, our soul, our breath

Though art love divine, the awe

In our hearts that conquers death.

Thine the strength that nerves the arm,

Thine the beauty, thine the charm.

In our temples is but thine.

Thou art Durga, Lady and Queen,

With her hands that strike and her

And the Muse a hundred-toned,

Pure and perfect without peer,

Rich with thy hurrying streams,

Bright with thy orchard gleems,

Dark of hue O candid-fair

In thy soul, with bejeweled hair

And thy glorious smile divine,

Loveliest of all earthly lands,

Showering wealth from well-stored hands!

Mother sweet, I salute thee,

Selain diterjemahkan dalam bentuk prosa, Sri Aurobindo juga menerjemahkan Vande Mataram dalam bentuk ayat yang dikenal sebagai Mother, I Salute to Thee. Sri Aurobindo berkomentar terkait terjemahan bahasa Inggris buatannya dari puisi tersebut:

Menerjemahkan Lagu Nasional India ke dalam bentuk ayat merupakan hal yang menyulitkan karena memiliki kesatuan yang unik yang manis, sangat sederhana dan sangat berpuisi.