Mo Jaga Kalia Lyrics – Odia Devotional Song
“Mo Jaga Kalia” (ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ) is a heartfelt Odia devotional song sung by Sourav Bharadwaj, with lyrics written by Matruprasad Rath. The song is a tribute to Lord Jagannath, expressing deep love and devotion.
The song describes the beauty and divinity of Lord Jagannath, also known as Kalia. It talks about the grand Ratha Yatra festival, where thousands of devotees gather to see the Lord’s chariot procession. The lyrics convey how devotees feel peace and happiness when they see or think about Lord Jagannath. It also highlights the special bond between the Lord and His devotees, showing that He is always there to protect and bless them.
Jagannath, shri jagannath
Lakshe shabagram vinycha vedhiku chhadi
Ratharush heuchi mo kala shreehari
Jagannath, shri jagannath
Lakshe shabagram vinycha vedhiku chhadi
Ratharush heuchi mo kala shreehari
Mentiyib e akhiru anek shosh
Saradha balire dekhi shreenandhighosh
Janga jagannath kahi
Dui haath tekidhei
Man pran mishiyau mahayathrare
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re, kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re, kalia re
Bali yauthi vibhuti hue
Bhava thile bhat hue mahaprasad
Pani yauthi tank torani
Pavanare bhasiase geet govind
(jagannath)
Odia jati garab karen
Anandre kahe se mo ist devatha
Daaru hellevi bujhuchu duhkh
Nakahi bi janiparu sakal katha
Thare haataku batei
Mote nae re kolei
Loda naahin aau kichhi maa sansaare
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re, kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re, kalia re
Nim yauthi palate brahma
Chaud bhubane naahin emithi dham
Jui jashi ras nianre
Sarg duaare hue shesh karm
(jagannath)
Nishs yahin chandan base
Matire mahaki yaae bhakati prem
Vish yauthi ekathi hue
Vishsaare purna hue sakal kaam
Bahaa-bahaa re thakur
Kholi to chari duaar
Chau burg fal and yachidhau re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re, kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re
Mo jagaa kalia re, kalia re
Jagannath, shri jagannath
ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ, ଶ୍ରୀ ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ
ଲକ୍ଷେ ଶବଗ୍ରାମ ବିନ୍ୟଚ ୱେଦିକୁ ଛାଡ଼ି
ରଥ ରୁଷ ହେଉଛି ମୋ କାଳା ଶ୍ରୀହରି
ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ, ଶ୍ରୀ ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ
ଲକ୍ଷେ ଶବଗ୍ରାମ ବିନ୍ୟଚ ୱେଦିକୁ ଛାଡ଼ି
ରଥ ରୁଷ ହେଉଛି ମୋ କାଳା ଶ୍ରୀହରି
ମେଣ୍ଟିଯିବ ଏ ଅଖିରୁ ଅନେକ ଶୋଷ
ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧା ବାଳିରେ ଦେଖି ଶ୍ରୀନନ୍ଦିଘୋଷ
ଜଙ୍ଗ ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ କହି
ଦୁଇ ହାତ ଟେକିଦେଇ
ମନ ପ୍ରାଣ ମିଶିଯାଉ ମହାଯାତ୍ରାରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ, କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ, କାଳିଆ ରେ
ବାଲି ଯାଉଥିବା ବିଭୂତି ହୁଏ
ଭାବ ଥିଲେ ଭାତ ହୁଏ ମହାପ୍ରସାଦ
ପାଣି ଯାଉଥିବା ତାଙ୍କ ତୋରଣୀ
ପବନରେ ଭାସିଯାଏ ଗୀତ ଗୋବିନ୍ଦ
(ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ)
ଓଡ଼ିଆ ଜାତି ଗର୍ବ କରନ୍ତି
ଆନନ୍ଦରେ କହନ୍ତି ସେ ମୋ ଇଷ୍ଟ ଦେବତା
ଦାରୁ ହେଲେବି ବୁଝୁଚି ଦୁଃଖ
ନ କହି ବି ଜାଣିପାରୁ ସକଳ କଥା
ଥାରେ ହାତକୁ ବାଟେଇ
ମୋତେ ନେଇ ରେ କୋଳେଇ
ଲୋଡ଼ ନାହିଁ ଆଉ କିଛି ମା ସଂସାରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ, କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ, କାଳିଆ ରେ
ନିମ୍ ଯାଉଥି ପଳଟେ ବ୍ରହ୍ମ
ଚୌଦ ଭୁବନେ ନାହିଁ ଏମିଥି ଧାମ
ଜୁଇଁ ଯାଶି ରସ ନିଆଁରେ
ସ୍ୱର୍ଗ ଦ୍ୱାରେ ହୁଏ ଶେଷ କର୍ମ
(ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ)
ନିଶ୍ ଏହିଁ ଚନ୍ଦନ ବାସେ
ମାଟିରେ ମହକି ଯାଏ ଭକ୍ତି ପ୍ରେମ
ବିଷ ଯାଉଥି ଏକଠି ହୁଏ
ବିଶ୍ୱାସରେ ପୂର୍ଣ୍ଣ ହୁଏ ସକଳ କାମ
ବହା ବହା ରେ ଠାକୁର
ଖୋଲି ତୋ ଚାରି ଦ୍ୱାର
ଚତୁର୍ବର୍ଗ ଫଳ ଆଣ୍ଡ ଯାଚିଧଅ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ, କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ
ମୋ ଜଗା କାଳିଆ ରେ, କାଳିଆ ରେ
ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ, ଶ୍ରୀ ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ
Jagannath, Shri Jagannath
Thousands gather, leaving behind all,
As the sacred chariot rolls through the call.
On the Rath Yatra, my dark Lord rides,
Shreehari in glory, with the crowd He glides.
Jagannath, Shri Jagannath
The crowd assembles, temples echo high,
With tears I watch as the chariot draws nigh.
This heart has borne many a pain,
But in devotion, I find peace again.
With folded hands, I take my stand,
Merging soul and breath, in the Lord’s command.
In this grand journey, I lose all fear—
My Kalia is near, my Kalia is here.
My Kalia is near, my Kalia is dear.
Ash becomes sacred in His name,
Even rice becomes divine and gains fame.
Water touched by Him is holy indeed,
Floating on the breeze is the Gita Govind’s creed.
The Odia race holds its head high,
With joy they call Him their God in the sky.
Though He’s wood, I feel His grace,
He knows my sorrow, my hidden face.
He stretches His hand to guide my way,
Takes me in His arms—forever I’ll stay.
I ask for nothing, no more to crave,
Kalia, You’re all I ever crave.
The Neem wood becomes the Brahma’s home,
No such place exists in all the cosmic dome.
Even fire bows in sacred dance,
Where heaven awaits its final chance.
The scent of sandalwood soothes the air,
As hearts melt in love and prayer.
Even poison, with faith, becomes sweet,
All desires fulfilled at Jagannath’s feet.
Glory, glory to You, O Lord!
Open Your doors wide, no need to hoard.
Grant me the fruits of virtue four,
And take me in forevermore.
My Kalia… forever my shore.
