bharat mata ke ladlo me
howe na ladayi howe na ladayi
is ram bharat ke desh jhagde na bhai bhai
ho bichade na bhai bhai

tum yad karo mahabharat ki
wo biti bat purani tum yad karo
bhai bhai ke jhagdo ki jisme likhi hai kahani
bhari sabha ke bich khich kar chher
kari manmani o bhikh mangti rahi dropti
liye nain me pani tab liye hath me chakkar sudarsan
rakhte the yadurayi
is ram bharat ke desh me jhagde na bhai bhai
ho bichade na bhai bhai
is ram bharat ke desh me jhagde na bhai bhai

jis dim partap ke aage satru ne apni khadag uthai
chitod durg tilmila utha mewad bhumi tharrai
apas ki fut ne bade bade piro ki jade hiali
chal padi yaha se chal padi yaha se
raj buti lekar ke ant vidai
bhai bhai ke jhagdo ne sone ki lanka dhai
is ram bharat ke desh me jhagde na bhai bhai
ho bichade na bhai bhai
is ram bharat ke desh me jhagde na bhai bhai

Children of Mother India, blessed,
Let no strife arise, let no strife persist.
In this land of Ram and Bharat, brothers, let us not fight,
Lest we be torn apart, brother from brother.

Remember the Mahabharata's tale,
That ancient story, let its echoes prevail.
Of brotherly feuds, a tragic account,
Where tales of division heavily mount.
Draupadi, in a crowded hall, her sari unwound,
Forced to beg, her tears upon the ground.
Then, in that moment, the Sudarshan Chakra spun,
Yadurai's protection, the battle begun.
In this land of Ram and Bharat, brothers, let us not fight,
Lest we be torn apart, brother from brother.
In this land of Ram and Bharat, brothers, let us not fight.

When Pratap faced his foe, sword in hand raised,
Chittor's fort trembled, Mewar's soil was phased.
Division's poison, the mighty roots it did sever,
A fatal potion, a parting forever.
Brotherhood's fractures, Lanka's golden plight,
In this land of Ram and Bharat, brothers, let us not fight,
Lest we be torn apart, brother from brother.
In this land of Ram and Bharat, brothers, let us not fight.