na jane tere bhag me kya
kal thi doli aaj chita hai
kal thi doli aaj chita hai

bharat ki naari hai tu
tere lahu me sita hai
karamo me tere gita hai
vipdao se haar na jana
moat ko bhi tune jita hai

bharat ki naari hai tu
tere lahu me sita hai
karamo me tere gita hai
vipdao se haar na jana
moat ko bhi tune jita hai
bharat ki naari hai tu

bhuje deeye par bhi mit jaye
pyar hai tera aisa patanga
bhuje deeye par bhi mit jaye
pyar hai tera aisa patanga
jisko chhu le pawan kar de
teri rago me bahti hai ganga
teri rago me bahti hai ganga

bharat ki naari hai tu
tere lahu me sita hai
karamo me tere gita hai
vipdao se haar na jana
moat ko bhi tune jita hai
bharat ki naari hai tu

pati bhakti me tu savitari
radha jaisa tera pyar
pati bhakti me tu savitari
radha jaisa tera pyar
teri shakati ke aage to
sada jhuka hai ye sansar
sada jhuka hai ye sansar

bharat ki naari hai tu
tere lahu me sita hai
karamo me tere gita hai
vipdao se haar na jana
moat ko bhi tune jita hai
bharat ki naari hai tu

Unknowing what fate may hold,
A wedding palanquin, then pyre of old.
A wedding palanquin, then pyre of old.

Daughter of Bharat, your essence divine,
In your blood, a Sita, her spirit will shine.
In your deeds, the Gita, a guiding design.
Never surrender to trials' cruel sting,
You, who have conquered death's final swing.

Daughter of Bharat, your essence divine,
In your blood, a Sita, her spirit will shine.
In your deeds, the Gita, a guiding design.
Never surrender to trials' cruel sting,
You, who have conquered death's final swing.
Daughter of Bharat, your essence divine.

A dying lamp, its flame may cease,
Yet your love, a moth, finds its release.
A dying lamp, its flame may cease,
Yet your love, a moth, finds its release.
Touched by you, all becomes pure and whole,
In your veins, the Ganges does flow, a soul.
In your veins, the Ganges does flow, a soul.

Daughter of Bharat, your essence divine,
In your blood, a Sita, her spirit will shine.
In your deeds, the Gita, a guiding design.
Never surrender to trials' cruel sting,
You, who have conquered death's final swing.
Daughter of Bharat, your essence divine.

In wifely devotion, a Savitri's grace,
Like Radha's love, time cannot erase.
In wifely devotion, a Savitri's grace,
Like Radha's love, time cannot erase.
Before your power, the world must bend,
Forever bowing, until the very end.
Forever bowing, until the very end.

Daughter of Bharat, your essence divine,
In your blood, a Sita, her spirit will shine.
In your deeds, the Gita, a guiding design.
Never surrender to trials' cruel sting,
You, who have conquered death's final swing.
Daughter of Bharat, your essence divine.