You are welcome, my dear Mother,
Come, come, you are welcome.
Here, there, everywhere
Hear the sound of conch shells.
All are gearing up to
Welcome you, see, Mother.
We are all yours, my Mother,
And you are here with us for our welfare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mother is always for welfare and ever blesses children. Nature is our mother and on occasion of Mahalaya we worship her as Durga. Beautiful poem welcoming mother.