dar-o-divaar pe hasarat-e-nazar karte hai
khush raho ahal-e-vatan ham to safar karte hai

ham bhi aram utha sakte the ghar par rahkar
hamko bhi pala tha man-baap ne dukh sah sahkar
vaqt-e-rukhsat unhe itna bhi na ae kah kar
god me ansu jo tapke kabhi rukh se bahkar
sirf unko hi samjhana
sirf unko hi samjhana, dil ke bahalane ko
sirf unko hi samjhana, dil ke bahalane ko
sirf unko hi samjhana

apni kismat me azar se ye sitam rakha tha
ranj rakha tha ?? gam rakha tha
kisko paravah thi aur kisme ye dam rakha tha
hamne jab vadi-e-qubrat me qadam rakha tha
dur tak yad-e-vatan ayi thi samajhane ko
dur tak yad-e-vatan ayi thi samajhane ko
dur tak yad-e-vatan ayi

dil fida karte hai qubarn jigar karte hai
paas jo kuchh hai vo mata ki nazar karte hai
khana pina kaha se kiye kar kar karte hain
khush raho ahal-e-vatan ham to safar karte hai
jake aabad karenge
jake aabad karenge kisi virane ko
jake aabad karenge kisi virane ko
jake aabad karenge

naujavano yahi mauka hain utho khul khelo
khidmat-e-kaum me jo aaye bala sab jhelo
desh azad ho kya gam hai javani de do
phir milegi na ye mata ki duaayein le lo
dekhe kaun ata hain ye farz baja lane ko
dekhe kaun ata hain ye farz baja lane ko

Upon the walls, a gaze of yearning clings,
Farewell, dear homeland, onward our souls take wings.

We too could rest, within a loving home,
Nurtured by parents, sorrows they'd overcome.
At parting's hour, no words could ease the pain,
As tears like rivers, from their faces rain.
Only to console them,
Only to console them, to soothe the aching heart,
Only to console them,

Our fate, a cruel decree, a bitter strife,
Grief was our portion, anguish in our life.
Who cared to know, who held the strength to see,
When in the vale of exile, we took our plea?
The homeland's memory, to solace we did find,
The homeland's memory, to ease the troubled mind.
The homeland's memory,

Our hearts we offer, our very lives we yield,
All that we possess, to Mother we reveal.
Where shall we eat, or how shall we sustain?
Farewell, dear homeland, onward we will strain.
We will revive it,
We will revive it, a desolate terrain,
We will revive it,

Young ones, the moment beckons, rise and play,
In service to the nation, embrace the fray.
Let freedom bloom, though youth be sacrificed,
For blessings of the Mother, never be enticed.
Who steps forth now, this sacred duty to embrace?
Who steps forth now, this sacred duty to embrace?