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Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram
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Vande Mataram
Mother, I bow tothee/Rich with thy hurrying streams,/bright with orchard gleams,/Cool with thy winds ofdelight,/Dark fields waving Mother of might,/Mother free. Glory of moonlightdreams,/Over thy branches and lordly streams,/Clad in thy blossomingtrees,/Mother, giver of ease/Laughing low and sweet/Mother I kiss thyfeet,/Speaker sweet and low/Mother, to thee I bow
Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram
