is desh ka sandesh laya mai aapke hi naam
aazadi ki sahjadi ka sunlo hai ye paigam
aazadi ki sahjadi ka sunlo hai ye paigam
sunlo hai ye paigam sunlo hai ye paigam

garibo ko tum sath apne milao
garibo ko tum sath apne milao
amiro vatan se garibi hatao
yahi waqt hai kuch to karke dikhao
amiro vatan se garibi hatao

vatan ke bhale se hamara bhala hai
hame jo mila wo vatan se mila hai
hindu sikh isaai musalman bhaio
vatan hi ibadat vatan hi khuda hai
vatan se na tum apni daulat chhupao
vatan se na tum apni daulat chhupao
amiro vatan se garibi hatao
garibo ko tum sath apne milao
amiro vatan se garibi hatao

jawani ka tum bhola pan bhi kharido
nashili dagar gora tan bhi kharido
ye surkhi ye kajal ye ghunghru ye payal
chandni ki chan chan se chan chan kharido
bache tax to sex pe tum lutao
bache tax to sex pe tum lutao
upar se bolo garibi hatao
garibo ko tum sath apne milao
amiro vatan se garibi hatao

hajaaro shahido ne jiwan lutaya
badi mushkilo se aazadi ko paya
ye bapu ka marna amar hai ke jisne
vatan ka chaman khun dekar sajaya
garibo ko apne gale se lagao
lagao lagao
gairibo ko apne gale se lagao
amiro vatan se garibi hatao
garibo ko tum sath apne milao
amiro vatan se garibi hatao

ye janta bhi sarkar ke sath hoti
to is desh ki yaro kya baat hoti
ye chori ye rishwat milawat na hoti
to bharat me daulat ki barsaat hoti
garibi ke akshar vatan se mitao
garibi ke akshar vatan se mitao
sab milke bolo garibi hatao
garibi ke akshar vatan se mitao
garibi hatao garibi hatao
garibi hatao garibi hatao

I bear a message, in your name I come,
From Liberty's own princess, hear her drum.
From Liberty's own princess, hear her call,
Hear her call, heed her call, answer all.

Embrace the poor, let them stand beside,
From wealth-filled lands, let poverty subside.
Now is the hour, let actions take their flight,
From wealth-filled lands, banish endless night.

Our good is bound to the nation's grace,
What we receive, from her we embrace.
Hindus, Sikhs, Christians, Muslims, all the same,
This land, our prayer, our God, our sacred space.
Hide not your fortune from this hallowed ground,
Hide not your fortune, let compassion abound.
From wealth-filled lands, let poverty be downed.
Embrace the poor, let their voices resound,
From wealth-filled lands, let poverty be unbound.

Buy youthful innocence, its fleeting gleam,
Buy fair flesh, lost in a drug-induced dream.
These crimson lips, this kohl-lined eye, these bells,
Buy their chimes, their silver, fleeting theme.
With tax escaped, on pleasure you bestow,
With tax escaped, on pleasures overflow.
And from the heights, "Eradicate!" you show.
Embrace the poor, let their spirits grow,
From wealth-filled lands, let poverty go.

For thousands of martyrs, their lives they gave,
With struggle and strife, this freedom they save.
Bapu’s death, a legend, eternally bright,
Adorned the homeland with blood they bravely wave.
Embrace the poor, let them feel your hold,
Embrace them, embrace them, stories untold.
Embrace the poor, let your hearts unfold,
From wealth-filled lands, let poverty be sold.
Embrace the poor, let their futures be bold,
From wealth-filled lands, let poverty be controlled.

If people and government stood as one,
Oh, what wonders in this nation would be spun!
No thievery, no bribes, no adulteration,
A downpour of fortune, for everyone.
Erase the word "Poverty" from this land,
Erase it, let true justice expand.
Together we cry, "Poverty disband!"
Erase the word "Poverty," hand in hand,
Eradicate poverty, let it disband!
Eradicate poverty, throughout the land!