Mahishasura Mardini Stotram
மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ஸ்தோத்ரம்
The Sanskrit text in Tamil script. The Roman line and the meaning are the same as in the original.
அயி கிரி³நந்தி³நி நந்தி³தமேதி³நி விஶ்வவிநோதி³நி நந்தி³நுதே கிரி³வரவிந்த்⁴யஶிரோ(அ)தி⁴நிவாஸிநி விஷ்ணுவிலாஸிநி ஜிஷ்ணுநுதே।
ப⁴க³வதி ஹே ஶிதிகண்ட²குடும்பி³நி பூரி⁴குடும்பி³நி பூரி⁴க்ருʼதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Ayi girinandini nanditamedini vishvavinodini nandinute girivaravindhyashirodhinivasini vishnuvilasini jishnunute, bhagavati he shitikanthakutumbini bhurikutumbini bhurikrite jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
O daughter of the mountain, who gladdens the earth and delights the universe, praised by Nandi; who dwells on the peak of the great Vindhya, the joy of Vishnu, praised by Indra; O Goddess, wife of blue-throated Shiva, mother of a vast family, doer of countless deeds: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, with your lovely braided hair, daughter of the mountain!
ஸுரவரவர்ஷிணி துர்³தர⁴தர்⁴ஷிணி துர்³முக²மர்ஷிணி ஹர்ஷரதே த்ரிபு⁴வநபோஷிணி ஶங்கரதோஷிணி கில்பி³ஷமோஷிணி கோ⁴ஷரதே।
த³நுஜநிரோஷிணி தி³திஸுதரோஷிணி துர்³மத³ஶோஷிணி ஸிந்து⁴ஸுதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Suravaravarshini durdharadharshini durmukhamarshini harsharate tribhuvanaposhini shankaratoshini kilbishamoshini ghosharate, danujaniroshini ditisutaroshini durmadashoshini sindhusute jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You shower boons on the gods, subdue the unconquerable, crush the demon Durmukha, and delight in joy; you nourish the three worlds, please Shankara, wash away sin and love the sound of praise; you are fierce toward the demons, wrathful against Diti’s sons, you dry up the pride of the wicked, daughter of the ocean: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
அயி ஜக³த³ம்ப³ மத³ம்ப³ கத³ம்ப³வநப்ரியவாஸிநி ஹாஸரதே ஶிகரி²ஶிரோமணிதுங்க³ஹிமாலயஶ்ருʼங்க³நிஜாலயமத்⁴யக³தே।
மது⁴மதுரே⁴ மது⁴கைடப⁴க³ஞ்ஜிநி கைடப⁴ப⁴ஞ்ஜிநி ராஸரதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Ayi jagadamba madamba kadambavanapriyavasini hasarate shikharishiromanitungahimalayashringanijalayamadhyagate, madhumadhure madhukaitabhaganjini kaitabhabhanjini rasarate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
O Mother of the world, my mother, who loves to dwell in the kadamba forest and delights in laughter; whose home is the lofty Himalaya, crest jewel of mountains; sweet as honey, who humbled Madhu and shattered Kaitabha, who delights in the circle dance: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
அயி ஶதக²ண்ட³விக²ண்டி³தருண்ட³விதுண்டி³தஶுண்ட³க³ஜாதி⁴பதே ரிபுக³ஜக³ண்ட³விதார³ணசண்ட³பராக்ரமஶுண்ட³ம்ருʼகா³தி⁴பதே।
நிஜபு⁴ஜத³ண்ட³நிபாதிதக²ண்ட³விபாதிதமுண்ட³ப⁴டாதி⁴பதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Ayi shatakhandavikhanditarundavitunditashundagajadhipate ripugajagandavidaranachandaparakramashundamrigadhipate, nijabhujadandanipatitakhandavipatitamundabhatadhipate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You cut the trunks of the enemy’s lordly elephants into a hundred pieces; your lion, king of beasts, fierce in might, tears open the temples of the enemy’s elephants; with your own mighty arms you struck down the demon commanders and severed their heads: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
அயி ரணதுர்³மத³ஶத்ருவதோ⁴தி³ததுர்³தர⁴நிர்ஜரஶக்திப்ருʼ⁴தே சதுரவிசாரதுரீ⁴ணமஹாஶிவதூ³தக்ருʼதப்ரமதா²தி⁴பதே।
துரி³ததுரீ³ஹதுரா³ஶயதுர்³மதிதா³நவதூ³தக்ருʼதாந்தமதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Ayi ranadurmadashatruvadhoditadurdharanirjarashaktibhrite chaturavicharadhurinamahashivadutakritapramathadhipate, duritadurihadurashayadurmatidanavadutakritantamate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You bear the irresistible power of the gods, roused to slay foes drunk on war; you made Shiva, wisest of counsellors, your messenger and rule his attendants; you resolved to bring death to the demon’s envoy of wicked mind and evil intent: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
அயி ஶரணாக³தவைரிவதூ⁴வரவீரவராப⁴யதா³யகரே த்ரிபு⁴வநமஸ்தகஶூலவிரோதி⁴ஶிரோதி⁴க்ருʼதாமலஶூலகரே।
து³மிது³மிதாமரது³ந்து³பி⁴நாத³மஹோமுகரீ²க்ருʼததிக்³மகரே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Ayi sharanagatavairivadhuvaraviravarabhayadayakare tribhuvanamastakashulavirodhishirodhikritamalashulakare, dumidumitamaradundubhinadamahomukharikritatigmakare jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your hand grants fearlessness to the wives of enemies who seek refuge and to the bravest heroes; your hand holds a spotless trident against the heads of those who threaten the three worlds; you make the heavens ring with the gods’ drums, “dumi dumi”: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
அயி நிஜஹுங்க்ருʼதிமாத்ரநிராக்ருʼததூ⁴ம்ரவிலோசநதூ⁴ம்ரஶதே ஸமரவிஶோஷிதஶோணிதபீ³ஜஸமுத்³ப⁴வஶோணிதபீ³ஜலதே।
ஶிவஶிவ ஶும்ப⁴நிஶும்ப⁴மஹாஹவதர்பிதபூ⁴தபிஶாசரதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Ayi nijahunkritimatranirakritadhumravilochanadhumrashate samaravishoshitashonitabijasamudbhavashonitabijalate, shivashiva shumbhanishumbhamahahavatarpitabhutapishacharate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
With just your “Hum” you destroyed Dhumralochana and hundreds of his smoky hosts; in battle you dried up Raktabija and the whole vine of demons sprung from his blood; you delighted the spirits and goblins, feasting after the great war with Shumbha and Nishumbha: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
த⁴நுரநுஷங்கர³ணக்ஷணஸங்க³பரிஸ்புர²த³ங்க³நடத்கடகே கநகபிஶங்க³ப்ருʼஷத்கநிஷங்கர³ஸத்³ப⁴டஶ்ருʼங்க³ஹதாவடுகே।
க்ருʼதசதுரங்க³பல³க்ஷிதிரங்க³க⁴டத்³ப³ஹுரங்கர³டத்³ப³டுகே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Dhanuranushangaranakshanasangaparisphuradanganatatkatake kanakapishangaprishatkanishangarasadbhatashringahatavatuke, kritachaturangabalakshitirangaghatadbahurangaratadbatuke jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your bracelets flash and dance on your arms as you draw the bow in the heat of battle; with golden arrows from your quiver you strike down the roaring warriors; on the battlefield where the four-part armies clash, many-coloured troops cry out: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
ஸுரலலநாதததே²யிததே²யிக்ருʼதாபி⁴நயோதர³ந்ருʼத்யரதே க்ருʼதகுகுத²꞉ குகுதோ² க³ட³தா³தி³கதாலகுதூஹலகா³நரதே।
து⁴து⁴குட து⁴க்குட தி⁴ந்தி⁴மிதத்⁴வநிதீர⁴ம்ருʼத³ங்க³நிநாதர³தே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Suralalanatatatheyitatheyikritabhinayodaranrityarate kritakukuthah kukutho gadadadikatalakutuhalaganarate, dhudhukuta dhukkuta dhindhimitadhvanidhiramridanganinadarate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You delight in the expressive dance of the heavenly maidens to the beat “tatheyi tatheyi”; you enjoy songs set to playful rhythms; you love the deep sound of the mridanga going “dhudhukuta dhukkuta dhimdhim”: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
ஜய ஜய ஜப்யஜயே ஜயஶப்³த³பரஸ்துதிதத்பரவிஶ்வநுதே ஜ²ணஜ²ணஜி²ஞ்ஜி²மிஜி²ங்க்ருʼதநூபுரஶிஞ்ஜிதமோஹிதபூ⁴தபதே।
நடிதநடார்த⁴நடீநடநாயகநாடிதநாட்யஸுகா³நரதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Jaya jaya japyajaye jayashabdaparastutitatparavishvanute jhanajhanajhinjhimijhinkritanupurashinjitamohitabhutapate, natitanatardhanatinatanayakanatitanatyasuganarate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Victory, victory to you, whose triumph is worth chanting, praised by the whole universe with cries of victory; the jingle of your anklets, “jhana jhana jhimjhimi”, enchants Shiva, lord of beings; you delight in the song and dance led by Shiva, lord of dancers, who is half woman: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
அயி ஸுமந꞉ஸுமந꞉ஸுமந꞉ஸுமந꞉ஸுமநோஹரகாந்தியுதே ஶ்ரிதரஜநீரஜநீரஜநீரஜநீரஜநீகரவக்த்ரவ்ருʼதே।
ஸுநயநவிப்ர⁴மரப்ர⁴மரப்ர⁴மரப்ர⁴மரப்ர⁴மராதி⁴பதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Ayi sumanahsumanahsumanahsumanahsumanoharakantiyute shritarajanirajanirajanirajanirajanikaravaktravrite, sunayanavibhramarabhramarabhramarabhramarabhramaradhipate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You shine with a radiance lovelier than flowers, enchanting to gods and good souls; your face glows like the moon that lights the night; your lovely eyes dart like black bees, O queen of the bees (Bhramari): victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
ஸஹிதமஹாஹவமல்லமதல்லிகமல்லிதரல்லகமல்லரதே விரசிதவல்லிகபல்லிகமல்லிகஜில்லி²கபில்லி⁴கவர்க³வ்ருʼதே।
ஸிதக்ருʼதபுல்ல²ஸமுல்லஸிதாருணதல்லஜபல்லவஸல்லலிதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Sahitamahahavamallamatallikamallitarallakamallarate virachitavallikapallikamallikajhillikabhillikavargavrite, sitakritaphullasamullasitarunatallajapallavasallalite jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You delight in wrestling the great champions of battle; you are surrounded by bands of forest women adorned with creepers and jasmine; you are lovely with bright red blossoms and fresh young shoots: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
அவிரலக³ண்ட³கல³ந்மத³மேதுர³மத்தமதங்க³ஜராஜபதே த்ரிபு⁴வநபூ⁴ஷணபூ⁴தகலாநிதிரூ⁴பபயோநிதிரா⁴ஜஸுதே।
அயி ஸுத³தீஜநலாலஸமாநஸமோஹநமந்மதரா²ஜஸுதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Aviralagandagalanmadameduramattamatangajarajapate tribhuvanabhushanabhutakalanidhirupapayonidhirajasute, ayi sudatijanalalasamanasamohanamanmatharajasute jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your gait is as majestic as a great elephant in rut; you are the daughter of the ocean king, lovely as the moon that adorns the three worlds; you are as captivating as a princess of the god of love, enchanting even the hearts of fair women: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
கமலதலா³மலகோமலகாந்திகலாகலிதாமலபாலல⁴தே ஸகலவிலாஸகலாநிலயக்ரமகேலிசலத்கலஹம்ʼஸகுலே।
அலிகுலஸங்குலகுவலயமண்டல³மௌலிமிலத்³ப³குலாலிகுலே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Kamaladalamalakomalakantikalakalitamalabhalalate sakalavilasakalanilayakramakelichalatkalahamsakule, alikulasankulakuvalayamandalamaulimiladbakulalikule jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your fair forehead glows with the soft, spotless radiance of a lotus petal; flocks of swans follow your graceful gait, home of every art; your hair is crowned with bakula blossoms and blue lilies swarming with bees: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
கரமுரலீரவவீஜிதகூஜிதலஜ்ஜிதகோகிலமஞ்ஜுமதே மிலிதபுலிந்த³மநோஹரகு³ஞ்ஜிதரஞ்ஜிதஶைலநிகுஞ்ஜக³தே।
நிஜகு³ணபூ⁴தமஹாஶபரீ³க³ணஸத்³கு³ணஸம்ப்ருʼ⁴தகேலிதலே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Karamuraliravavijitakujitalajjitakokilamanjumate militapulindamanoharagunjitaranjitashailanikunjagate, nijagunabhutamahashabariganasadgunasambhritakelitale jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
The music of the flute in your hand puts the sweet koel to shame; you roam mountain groves made lovely by the humming songs of the forest folk; your playground is filled with bands of tribal women who embody your own virtues: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
கடிதடபீதது³கூலவிசித்ரமயூக²திரஸ்க்ருʼதசந்த்ரரு³சே ப்ரணதஸுராஸுரமௌலிமணிஸ்புர²த³ம்ʼஶுலஸந்நக²சந்த்ரரு³சே।
ஜிதகநகாசலமௌலிபதோர்³ஜிதநிர்பர⁴குஞ்ஜரகும்ப⁴குசே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Katitatapitadukulavichitramayukhatiraskritachandraruche pranatasurasuramaulimanisphuradamshulasannakhachandraruche, jitakanakachalamaulipadorjitanirbharakunjarakumbhakuche jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
The yellow silk at your waist outshines the moon with its many-coloured gleam; your moon-like toenails sparkle with light from the crown jewels of bowing gods and demons; your bosom is fuller than the golden mountain’s peaks: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
விஜிதஸஹஸ்ரகரைகஸஹஸ்ரகரைகஸஹஸ்ரகரைகநுதே க்ருʼதஸுரதாரகஸங்கர³தாரகஸங்கர³தாரகஸூநுஸுதே।
ஸுரத²ஸமாதி⁴ஸமாநஸமாதி⁴ஸமாதி⁴ஸமாதி⁴ஸுஜாதரதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Vijitasahasrakaraikasahasrakaraikasahasrakaraikanute kritasuratarakasangaratarakasangaratarakasunusute, surathasamadhisamanasamadhisamadhisamadhisujatarate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
You outshine the thousand-rayed sun, who himself praises you; your son Kartikeya fought Taraka in the war of the gods; you delight in the deep meditation of King Suratha and the merchant Samadhi: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
பத³கமலம்ʼ கருணாநிலயே வரிவஸ்யதி யோ(அ)நுதி³நம்ʼ ஸுஶிவே அயி கமலே கமலாநிலயே கமலாநிலய꞉ ஸ கத²ம்ʼ ந ப⁴வேத்।
தவ பத³மேவ பரம்பத³மித்யநுஶீலயதோ மம கிம்ʼ ந ஶிவே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Padakamalam karunanilaye varivasyati yonudinam sushive ayi kamale kamalanilaye kamalanilayah sa katham na bhavet, tava padameva parampadamityanushilayato mama kim na shive jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
O auspicious one, home of compassion, O Kamala who dwells in the lotus: whoever worships your lotus feet every day, how could they not become a home of prosperity? I hold your feet to be the highest state; what could I lack, O gracious one? Victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
கநகலஸத்கலஸிந்து⁴ஜலைரநுஸிஞ்சிநுதே கு³ணரங்க³பு⁴வம் ப⁴ஜதி ஸ கிம்ʼ ந ஶசீகுசகும்ப⁴தடீபரிரம்ப⁴ஸுகா²நுப⁴வம்।
தவ சரணம்ʼ ஶரணம்ʼ கரவாணி நதாமரவாணிநிவாஸி ஶிவம் ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Kanakalasatkalasindhujalairanusinchinute gunarangabhuvam bhajati sa kim na shachikuchakumbhatatiparirambhasukhanubhavam, tava charanam sharanam karavani natamaravaninivasi shivam jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Whoever bathes your form, the stage of all virtues, with shining golden waters of the sacred river, will he not enjoy the delights of heaven like Indra? I take refuge at your auspicious feet, you to whom the gods bow and in whom dwells the goddess of speech: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
தவ விமலேந்து³குலம்ʼ வத³நேந்து³மலம்ʼ ஸகலம்ʼ நநு கூலயதே கிமு புருஹூதபுரீந்து³முகீ²ஸுமுகீ²பிர⁴ஸௌ விமுகீ²க்ரியதே।
மம து மதம்ʼ ஶிவநாமத⁴நே ப⁴வதீ க்ருʼபயா கிமுத க்ரியதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Tava vimalendukulam vadanendumalam sakalam nanu kulayate kimu puruhutapurindumukhisumukhibhirasau vimukhikriyate, mama tu matam shivanamadhane bhavati kripaya kimuta kriyate jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
Your spotless moon-like face outshines every moon; one who has seen it is never drawn away by the moon-faced beauties of Indra’s city. I truly believe, O you whose treasure is Shiva’s name, there is nothing your grace cannot do: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
அயி மயி தீ³நத³யாலுதயா க்ருʼபயைவ த்வயா ப⁴விதவ்யமுமே அயி ஜக³தோ ஜநநீ க்ருʼபயாஸி யதா²ஸி ததா²நுமிதாஸிரதே।
யது³சிதமத்ர ப⁴வத்யுரரீகுருதாதுரு³தாபமபாகுருதே ஜய ஜய ஹே மஹிஷாஸுரமர்தி³நி ரம்யகபர்தி³நி ஶைலஸுதே॥Ayi mayi dinadayalutaya kripayaiva tvaya bhavitavyamume ayi jagato janani kripayasi yathasi tathanumitasirate, yaduchitamatra bhavatyurarikurutadurutapamapakurute jaya jaya he mahishasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute.
O Uma, out of your kindness to the helpless, please be gracious to me. You are the Mother of the world, and you are known to be as compassionate as you are. Do what is fitting here and take away my great suffering: victory, victory to you, slayer of Mahishasura, daughter of the mountain!
ஸ்துதிமிமாம்ʼ ஸ்திமித꞉ ஸுஸமாதி⁴நா நியமதோ யமதோ(அ)நுதி³நம்ʼ படே²த்।
பரமயா ரமயா ஸ நிஷேவ்யதே பரிஜநோ(அ)ரிஜநோ(அ)பி ச தம்ʼ ப⁴ஜேத்॥Stutimimam stimitah susamadhina niyamato yamatonudinam pathet, paramaya ramaya sa nishevyate parijanorijanopi cha tam bhajet.
Whoever recites this hymn every day, calm, absorbed in meditation and self-disciplined, is served by Lakshmi, the supreme goddess of fortune, and both his own people and even his enemies come to serve him.