apne hindustan ke sunder aasman ke
apne hindustan ke sunder aasman ke
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
sathi hum insan ke dusman hum saitan ke
sathi hum insan ke dusman hum saitan ke
hum kismat ke malik hai bete hai tufan ke
hum kismat ke malik hai bete hai tufan ke
bharat mata ke bharat mata ke hai dulare hum sare ke sare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
apne hindustan ke sunder aasman ke
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare

gandhi nahru uthi hai ye dharti ise salam hamara
vande matram vande matram vande matram vande matram
shiva partap shiva ki bhumi ise parnam hamara
vande matram vande matram ghar ghar me ho bhai chara
ghar ghar me ho bhai chara ye paigam hamara
dunia bhar ke itihaso me amar hai nam hamara
bharat mata ke bharat mata ke hai dulare hum sare ke sare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
apne hindustan ke sunder aasman ke
ham anmol sitare hai, ham anmol sitare

kya hindu kya farsi kya muslim sikh isayi
kya muslim sikh isayi sach pucho to ek hi ghar ke
hum sab bhai bhai hum sab bhai bhai
ek hi malik ke bando me ek hi malik ke bando me
kaisi are judai sabhi sahido ne hamko
bat yahi sikhlayi sab hai malik ke
sab malik ke ghar hai mandir masjid gurdware
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
apne hindustan ke sunder aasman ke
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare

hum bharat walo pe bhai padi hai jimmedari
padi hai jimmedari barudo ke parwat pe
baithe hai sab sansari sarawnash ke liya hai kafi
sarawnash ke liya hai kafi sirf ek chingari
sarawnash ke liya hai kafi sirf ek chingari
bhasam aaj ho sakti hai ek phul se dhari dhari
etam bamb ke etam bamb ke dher lage hai
jag me sare sare ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
apne hindustan ke sunder aasman ke
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare

ek roz hum apne watan ko swarag saman banayenge
swarag saman banayenge heere moti se apni
mata ki mang sajayenge mata ki mang sajayenge
hum jaihind ke naro se jaihind jaihind
hum jaihind ke naro se sara aakash gunjayenge
apne is bhagya hin desh ka soya baag jgayege
hai dhanya hamari hai dhanya hamari
bharat bhumi dhanya jawan hamare

ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
apne hindustan ke sunder aasman ke
ham anmol sitare hai, ham anmol sitare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare
ham anmol sitare hai ham anmol sitare

We are the precious stars, of India's sky,
Precious stars, against a canvas high.
Comrades to humankind, foes of the devil's lie,
Comrades to humankind, beneath the watchful eye.
We are masters of fate, children of the storm's cry,
We are masters of fate, as the wild winds fly.
Beloved children of Bharat Mata, all,
Beloved children, answering her call.
We are the precious stars, against a canvas high,
Precious stars, as the ages go by.

Gandhi, Nehru, this soil rises, we salute its grace,
Vande Mataram, let freedom's banner embrace!
Shiv, Pratap, land of Shiva, our homage we place,
Vande Mataram, in every home, let brotherhood trace.
Brotherhood in every home, our message to chase,
In histories of the world, our name shall never erase.
Beloved children of Bharat Mata, all,
Beloved children, answering her call.
We are the precious stars, against a canvas high,
Precious stars, as the ages go by.

What Hindu, what Persian, what Muslim, Sikh, or Christian's plea?
What Muslim, Sikh, or Christian, if truth you seek to see?
We are all brothers, from one family,
We are all brothers, in unity.
In the bond of one Lord, why this division's decree?
In the bond of one Lord, for all eternity.
All martyrs taught us this, eternally,
All are of one Master, for all to see.
One home is temple, mosque, and gurudwara's decree,
We are the precious stars, for all to be.
We are the precious stars, against a canvas high,
Precious stars, as the ages go by.

Upon us, Indians, a burden we bear,
A responsibility vast, beyond compare.
On mountains of gunpowder, a world's despair,
On mountains of gunpowder, a silent prayer.
Enough for destruction, just a single spark to flare,
Enough for destruction, a world beyond repair.
Ash could fall today, from a flower to the snare,
Atomic bombs piled, across the air.
We are the precious stars, a galaxy to share,
We are the precious stars, beyond compare.
We are the precious stars, against a canvas high,
Precious stars, as the ages go by.

One day, we'll make our homeland, a heaven so bright,
A heaven so bright, bathed in radiant light.
With diamonds and pearls, we'll adorn our Mother's sight,
With diamonds and pearls, a glorious sight.
With cries of Jai Hind, we'll take our flight,
With cries of Jai Hind, filling all with might.
We'll awaken the sleeping fate of this land, with all our light,
Blessed is our land, our youth's pure height.

We are the precious stars, in the endless night,
We are the precious stars, with a burning light.
We are the precious stars, against a canvas high,
Precious stars, as the ages go by.