Sri Lanka Matha (BnS Version) Lyrics by Bathiya and Santhush (BnS)

Brave intentions deep within the heart,
scattered across the four corners of this Hela land.
Let us unite, let us protect Mother Lanka always.

From the day I was born into this world,
until my very last breath slips away,
with one heart we will offer up even the blood of our lives.
Let us all bow to the soil of Sri Lanka.
We salute you, Mother Lanka, always.

Sri Lanka Matha, you have shown so many wonders.
Sri Lanka Matha, I will protect you always.
Sri Lanka Matha, you have shown so many wonders.
Sri Lanka Matha, I bow to you always.

Shoulder to shoulder, spreading our strength,
shedding drops of sweat, showing our might,
all of us give our lives in the name of this Hela soil.
Showing our glory and valour, raising the lion flag,
offering up our hearts, every one of us in splendour,
raising our voices, we declare this song of pride.

Let us all bow to the soil of Sri Lanka.

This is a patriotic song built around “Sri Lanka Matha,” the same phrase that names the national anthem, where the country is pictured as a mother, Mother Lanka, and the singers are her children pledging themselves to her. It is not a love song or a personal story but a vow, a group of voices promising to stand by their homeland and defend it for as long as they live.

The words move from the heart outward. It opens with brave thoughts held deep inside, then spreads them across “this Hela land,” Hela being an old, proud name for Sri Lanka and the Sinhala people, the kind of word that reaches back to the island’s ancient roots rather than the modern map. The promise then grows bigger than any one moment: from the day a person is born until their last breath leaves them, they will give everything, even “the blood of our lives.” That line about offering blood is not literal violence, it is the old language of sacrifice, the idea that you would lay down your own life for the country that raised you.

A few images carry real weight for a Sri Lankan listener. “Shoulder to shoulder” is the picture of people standing together as one, no one apart. The “drops of sweat” stand for honest labour and effort poured into the land. The “lion flag,” the singha dhaja, is the national flag with its sword-bearing lion, a symbol of courage and of the island’s identity, so raising it high means holding up the nation’s pride. The repeated bowing, “I bow to you always,” treats the country almost the way one would treat a parent or something sacred, which is why the song feels closer to reverence than to ordinary patriotism.

What the listener is left holding is a sense of shared belonging and devotion. By the end, with voices raised together in “this song of pride,” it stops being one person’s feeling and becomes a collective promise: to honour the soil, to protect the mother, and to keep that loyalty for a lifetime.