I Pray to Mars-Mangala

I pray to Mars, born of the Earth,
Born from the womb of the Earth.
Shining with the brilliance of lightning,
He’s a young man carrying a spear.
I pray to Mars-Mangala,
Fearless protector of all men. He glows red and hot—Angaraka,
He’s Subramanyam, Lord Shiva’s son.
Om dhar ah NEE gar bha SAHM bhu tahm
Vid YUT kahn TEE sah MAH pra BAHM
KU mar ah shock tee AHS tom CHAHM
MANG ah LAHM prah nah MOM yah hum.
Om krahng kring krong sah bo MY yah nah mah ha.