desh mera rang rez yeh babu
ghaat ghaat yahan ghatta jadoo
desh mera rang rez yeh babu
desh mera rang rez yeh babu
ghaat ghaat yahan ghatta jadoo
desh mera rang rez yeh babu
ghaat ghaat yahan ghatta jadoo
raai pahad hai kankar-shankar
baat hai chhoti bada batangad
raai pahad hai kankar-shankar
baat hai chhoti bada batangad
india sar yeh cheez durandar
india sar yeh cheez durandar
rang rangeela parja tantar
rang rangeela parja tantar

saat rang satranga mela, badranga sa pada jhamela
saat rang satranga mela, badranga sa pada jhamela
gira gagan se khajoor mein jhela
sukh dukh pakdam pakdi khela
haye ek rang duniyo ka niraala, ek rang agyaani
rang rang me hod lagi hai, rang rangi manmaani

desh mera rang rez yeh babu
ghaat ghaat yahan ghatta jadoo
desh mera rang rez yeh babu
ghaat ghaat yahan ghatta jadoo

sookhe naina rookhi akhiyan dhundla dhundla sapna
aasu bhi namkeen hai pyaare jo tapke so chakhna
sookhe naina rookhi akhiyan dhundla dhundla sapna
aasu bhi namkeen hai pyaare jo tapke so chakhna
dhundla dhundla sapna pyaare, dhundla dhundla sapna
dhundla dhundla sapna pyaare, dhundla dhundla sapna
sookhe naina rookhi akhiyan, sookhe naina rookhi
dhundla dhundla sapna pyaare, dhundla dhundla sapna
desh mera rang rez yeh babu

My land, a dyer, oh friend,
Magic blooms at every bend.
My land, a dyer, oh friend,
My land, a dyer, oh friend,
Magic blooms at every bend.
My land, a dyer, oh friend,
Magic blooms at every bend.
Mustard seeds, mountains they seem,
Tiny words, a vast, loud dream.
Mustard seeds, mountains they seem,
Tiny words, a vast, loud dream.
India, a head of cunning gleam,
India, a head of cunning gleam,
A vibrant, painted democracy,
A vibrant, painted democracy.

Seven hues, a carnival bright,
A drab mess steals the light.
Seven hues, a carnival bright,
A drab mess steals the light.
From the sky, a date tree’s plight,
Joy and sorrow, in playful fight.
One hue, the world’s lone, odd art,
One hue, the ignorant heart.
Colors clash, a frenzied race,
Colors wild, in their own space.

My land, a dyer, oh friend,
Magic blooms at every bend.
My land, a dyer, oh friend,
Magic blooms at every bend.

Dry eyes, a vision blurred and dim,
A hazy dream on the horizon's rim.
Tears, they sting, a salty taste,
If they fall, then gently taste.
A hazy dream, my love, a hazy dream,
A hazy dream, my love, a hazy dream.
A hazy dream, my love, a hazy dream,
Dry eyes, a vision blurred and dim,
Dry eyes, a vision blurred and dim,
A hazy dream, my love, a hazy dream.
My land, a dyer, oh friend.