he: bade bade tufaanon ke aage kabhi nahi jo haaraa hai
naari ki taaqat par ab tak zindaa desh tumhaaraa hai

maati ko lajaanaa naa is maati ko lajaanaa naa
desh hai mahaan isaki shaan ko mitaanaa naa
do: maati ko lajaanaa naa is maati ko lajaanaa naa
desh hai mahaan is ki shaan ko mitaanaa naa

he: vichhadaa hua yahaa kaa vichhadi kaa nur hai
be: haan vichhadi kaa nur hai
he: (is) maati meraa maa hua sitaaji kaa sidur hai
be: sitaaji kaa sidur hai
he: desh ke javaano o faishan ke divaano
thodi baat puraani maano
apani sej ko paraa_i naag se kabhi sajaanaa naa

he: galiyaa paraayin ko khoyaa teraa dhyaan hai
be: ho khoyaa teraa dhyaan hai
apani pujaaran kaa tu hi bhagavaan hai
be: tu hi bhagavaan hai
he: raam hai tu usakaa ghanashyaam hai tu usakaa
chaaro dhaam hai tu usakaa
aisi naari ke jigar pe kataari tu chalaanaa naa

That which has never yielded to the tempest's wrath,
Your nation thrives, sustained by woman's path.
Do not shame this soil, never let it fall,
This land is great, its glory enthrall.
Do not shame this soil, never let it fall,
This land is great, its glory enthrall.

Here, lost, the light of separation gleams,
Yes, separation's light, it brightly streams.
In this earth, my mother, Sita's vermilion bright,
Sita's vermilion, a sacred light.
O, the youth of this land, fashion's devotees,
Hearken to the tales of old, if you please.
Never adorn your bed with a serpent's sting.

Lost in foreign streets, your focus strayed afar,
Yes, your focus lost, wandering from afar.
You are the God of your own worshiper,
You are the God, forever near.
You are Ram, you are her dark-hued Shyam,
You encompass the holy four, a blessed clam.
Do not drive the blade into such a heart.