hotho pe sachchai rahti hai jaha dil me safai rahti hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai jis desh me ganga bahti hai
hotho pe sachchai rahti hai jaha dil me safai rahti hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai jis desh me ganga bahti hai

mehama jo hamara hota hai, vo jaan se pyara hota hai
mehama jo hamara hota hai, vo jaan se pyara hota hai
zyada ki nahi lalach hamko, thode me guzara hota hai
thode me guzara hota hai
bachcho ke liye jo dharti ma sadiyo se sabhi kuch sahti hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai jis desh me ganga bahati hai

kuch log jo zyada jante hai, insan ko kam pahchante hai
kuch log jo zyada jante hai, insan ko kam pahchante hai
ye purab hai purabavale, har jaan ki kimat janate hai
har jaan ki kimat janate hai
mil jul ke raho aur pyaar karo, ek chiz yahi jo rahti hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai jis desh me ganga bahti hai

jo jisse mila sikha hamne, gairo ko bhi apnaya hamne
jo jisse mila sikha hamne, gairo ko bhi apnaya hamne
matlab ke liye andhe hokar roti ko nahi puja hamne
roti ko nahi puja hamne
ab ham to kya sari dunia, sari dunia se kahti hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai jis desh me ganga bahti hai

hotho pe sachchai rahti hai jaha dil me safai rahti hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai
ham us desh ke vasi hai jis desh me ganga bahti hai

Truth dwells upon the lip,
Where purity resides within the heart's deep keep.
We are the children of that land,
Where the Ganga's spirit flows across the sand.

A guest is cherished beyond all measure,
A heart held close, a treasured pleasure.
We crave not much, content with little store,
Content with little, and asking for no more.
For children, the earth endures through ages,
A mother's solace on life's many stages.
We are the children of that land,
Where the Ganga's spirit flows across the sand.

Some know much, yet see the soul so small,
And fail to recognize the grace in all.
This is the East, and here we understand,
The worth of every life, in every land.
Live as one, in love's embrace,
This is the creed that time cannot erase.
We are the children of that land,
Where the Ganga's spirit flows across the sand.

From all we meet, we learn and grow,
And strangers, too, we've come to know.
We did not bow, with eyes that cannot see,
To hunger's call, or shallow decree.
And now we speak, and all the world can say,
The truth we hold, in every passing day.
We are the children of that land,
Where the Ganga's spirit flows across the sand.

Truth dwells upon the lip,
Where purity resides within the heart's deep keep.
We are the children of that land,
Where the Ganga's spirit flows across the sand.