dharti tujh par naaz kare
aur karta fakar gagan
sare gun hai tujh me samaye
duniya kare naman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman

ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman

lahro se uthta hai teri
madhur madhur sangeet
tujhme hai sargam ki dhara
nikle cham cham geet
chup chup hokar balkhati
tu bahti jaise pawan
kirne jab tujhko chume to
machle tera tan
dharti tujh par naaz kare
aur karta fakar gagan
sare gun hai tujhme samaye
duniya kare naman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman

ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman

khusboo teri gulshan me hai
kheto ki tu rani
tujhme hai anmol khazane
sona tera pani
jaise tera tan hai nirmal
waisa tera man
khushiya deti hai tu sabko
jiski jaisi lagan
dharti tujh par naaz kare
aur karta fakar gagan
sare gun hai tujhme samaye
duniya kare naman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman

ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman
ganga tera naam aman

lekin jab julmo ka saya
had se badh jaye
barhma vishnu shiva ki shakti
tujhme aa jaye
mauje teri chikh uthe
aur julm ka ant kare
tera irada phir bhi atal hai
papi bach na paye
rup tu durga ka legi
aur sar par legi bandh kafan
asht bhujha wali bankar tu
aaj kare dushto ka gaman
ye hai ganga ka vachan
ye hai ganga ka vachan
ye hai ganga ka vachan
ye hai ganga ka vachan

ye hai ganga ka vachan
ye hai ganga ka vachan
ye hai ganga ka vachan
ye hai ganga ka vachan

The Earth, she boasts of you,
And heavens swell with pride above.
All virtues dwell within your heart,
The world bows down, in gentle love.
Ganga, your name, a haven’s dove.

From waves arise your melodies,
A music sweet, a whispered plea.
Within you flows a river's song,
Where rhythms dance, forever free.
Silent, you twist, a flowing breeze,
As sunbeams kiss your silver skin,
Your body stirs, a restless ease.
The Earth, she boasts of you,
And heavens swell with pride above.
All virtues dwell within your heart,
The world bows down, in gentle love.
Ganga, your name, a haven’s dove.

Your fragrance fills the garden's bloom,
Queen of the fields, in verdant grace.
You hold within, a priceless hoard,
Your waters gleam, a golden trace.
As pure your form, so clean your soul,
You give joy to all below.
The Earth, she boasts of you,
And heavens swell with pride above.
All virtues dwell within your heart,
The world bows down, in gentle love.
Ganga, your name, a haven’s dove.

But when shadows of injustice fall,
And tyranny extends its hand,
The power of Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva,
Rises within, across the land.
Your waves will roar, a vengeful cry,
And bring the wicked to their end.
Your purpose firm, beneath the sky,
The sinful cannot comprehend.
You will take Durga's fearsome form,
And bind the shroud upon your head,
With eight arms rise, to quell the storm,
And vanquish all the evil dead.
This is the promise of the Ganga's word.