śrīgaṇeśa āratī (jaya vakratuṃḍā)

Victory to you, O God, victory to you, Vakratunda with the curved trunk. You are covered in vermilion, and your arms are long, straight and strong.

Your forehead shines with joy. Pure one, you hold a lotus in your hand. Round-bellied Lord riding a mouse, you dance in many playful ways. The bells on your anklets jingle, and the sitar and sweet singing move easily with your dance. (1)

Sa Re Ga Ma Pa Dha Ni, the seven notes of music ring out. Dhimikita dhimikita, the mridanga drum plays in rhythm. Tatak tatak thaiyya, you dance with joy, and Brahma and the other gods gaze at your lotus feet. (2)

You give fearlessness, blessings and happiness, and your eyes are like lotus petals. You hold an axe, a goad and a laddu, and your face shines. Your round belly, your mouse, and Kartikeya beside you make up your form. Mukteshwar circles your lotus feet like a bee. (3)