या कुन्देन्दुतुषारहारधवला या शुभ्रवस्त्रावृता
या वीणावरदण्डमण्डितकरा या श्वेतपद्मासना।
या ब्रह्माच्युतशङ्करप्रभृतिभिर्देवैः सदा वन्दिता
सा मां पातु सरस्वती भगवती निःशेषजाड्यापहा॥
She who is white as the kunda flower, the moon, snow and a pearl string; who is wrapped in bright cloth; whose hand is graced by the vina; who is seated on the white lotus; whom Brahma, Vishnu, Shankar and the devtas praise always — may she, Saraswati Maa, who takes away all dullness, keep me.
आशासु राशीभवदङ्गवल्ली-भासैव दासीकृतदुग्धसिन्धुम्।
मन्दस्मितैर्निन्दितशारदेन्दुं वन्देऽरविन्दासनसुन्दरि त्वाम्॥
Lovely one seated on the lotus — the light of your body gathered in every quarter makes a servant of the sea of milk, and your slight smile puts the autumn moon to shame. I bow to you.
शारदा शारदाम्भोजवदना वदनाम्बुजे।
सर्वदा सर्वदास्माकं सन्निधिं सन्निधिं क्रियात्॥
Sharada, her face the autumn lotus, giver of every wish — may she dwell always, with every good thing, in the lotus of my mouth.
सरस्वतीं च तां नौमि वागधिष्ठातृदेवताम्।
देवत्वं प्रतिपद्यन्ते यदनुग्रहतो जनाः॥
I bow to Saraswati, the devi who presides over speech, by whose grace a person comes to share in the nature of the devtas.
पातु नो निकषग्रावा मतिहेम्नः सरस्वती।
प्राज्ञेतरपरिच्छेदं वचसैव करोति या॥
May Saraswati keep us — the touchstone for the gold that is the mind, who tells the learned from the foolish by their speech alone.
शुक्लां ब्रह्मविचारसारपरमामाद्यां जगद्व्यापिनीं
वीणापुस्तकधारिणीमभयदां जाड्यान्धकारापहाम्।
हस्ते स्फाटिकमालिकां च दधतीं पद्मासने संस्थितां
वन्दे तां परमेश्वरीं भगवतीं बुद्धिप्रदां शारदाम्॥
White of form, the very heart of the enquiry into Brahman, first and all-pervading, holding the vina and the book, giving fearlessness, driving off the dark of dullness, the crystal mala in her hand, seated on the lotus, giver of understanding — I bow to Sharada, the supreme Devi.
वीणाधरे विपुलमङ्गलदानशीले भक्तार्तिनाशिनि विरञ्चिहरीशवन्द्ये।
कीर्तिप्रदेऽखिलमनोरथदे महार्हे विद्याप्रदायिनि सरस्वति नौमि नित्यम्॥
Holder of the vina, whose nature is to give abundant blessing, undoer of your people's grief, bowed to by Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva, giver of renown and of every wish, most worthy, giver of learning — Saraswati, I bow to you daily.
श्वेताब्जपूर्णविमलासनसंस्थिते हे श्वेताम्बरावृतमनोहरमञ्जुगात्रे।
उद्यन्मनोज्ञसितपङ्कजमञ्जुलास्ये विद्याप्रदायिनि सरस्वति नौमि नित्यम्॥
Seated on the clear seat heaped with white lotuses, your lovely form wrapped in white, your face sweet as an opening white lotus, giver of learning — Saraswati, I bow to you daily.
मातस्त्वदीयपदपङ्कजभक्तियुक्ता ये त्वां भजन्ति निखिलानपरान्विहाय।
ते निर्जरत्वमिह यान्ति कलेवरेण भूवह्निवायुगगनाम्बुविनिर्मितेन॥
Mother — those who hold your lotus feet in love and adore you, letting all others go, become as the devtas even in this body made of earth, fire, air, sky and water.
मोहान्धकारभरिते हृदये मदीये मातः सदैव कुरु वासमुदारभावे।
स्वीयाखिलावयवनिर्मलसुप्रभाभिः शीघ्रं विनाशय मनोगतमन्धकारम्॥
Generous Mother — dwell always in my heart, which is full of the dark of delusion, and with the clear light of your every limb quickly undo the darkness in my mind.
ब्रह्मा जगत् सृजति पालयतीन्दिरेशः शम्भुर्विनाशयति देवि तव प्रभावैः।
न स्यात्कृपा यदि तव प्रकटप्रभावे न स्युः कथञ्चिदपि ते निजकार्यदक्षाः॥
Devi, it is by your power that Brahma makes the world, Vishnu keeps it and Shiva unmakes it; you whose power is plain — without your grace not one of the three could do his own work at all.
लक्ष्मीर्मेधा धरा पुष्टिर्गौरी तुष्टिः प्रभा धृतिः।
एताभिः पाहि तनुभिरष्टाभिर्मां सरस्वति॥
Saraswati — keep me with these eight forms of yours: Lakshmi, Medha, Dhara, Pushti, Gauri, Tushti, Prabha, Dhriti.
सरस्वत्यै नमो नित्यं भद्रकाल्यै नमो नमः।
वेदवेदान्तवेदाङ्गविद्यास्थानेभ्य एव च॥
Salutation always to Saraswati, salutation to Bhadrakali, and to the Veda, the Vedanta, the Vedangas and every seat of learning.
सरस्वति महाभागे विद्ये कमललोचने।
विद्यारूपे विशालाक्षि विद्यां देहि नमोऽस्तु ते॥
Saraswati, greatly blessed, learning itself, lotus-eyed — you whose form is knowledge, wide of eye, give me learning; my salutation to you.
यदक्षरं पदं भ्रष्टं मात्राहीनं च यद्भवेत्।
तत्सर्वं क्षम्यतां देवि प्रसीद परमेश्वरि॥
Devi — whatever letter, word or measure has been dropped, forgive it all; be pleased with me, supreme one.