kas ke juta kas ke belt, khos ke andar apni shirt
manjil ko chali sawaari, kandho pe jimedaari

haath mein file, man mein dum
milon mil chalenge hum
har mushkil se takraayenge
tas se mas na honge hum
duniya ka naara jame raho
manjil ka ishaara jame raho
duniya ka naara jame raho
manjil ka ishaara jame raho
ye sote bhi hai tension
aage rehne ki hai tension
mehnat inko pyaari hai
ekdum aagyaankaari hai
ye aamlet par hi jite hain
ye tonic saare pite hai
waqt pe sote waqt pe khaate
taan ke sina badhte jaate
duniya ka naara jame raho
manjil ka ishaara jame raho
duniya ka naara jame raho
manjil ka ishaara jame raho

yahaan alag andaaj hain
jaise chhidta koi saaj hain
har kaam ko taala karte hain
ye sapne paala karte hain
ye hardum socha karte hain
ye khud se puchha karte hain
kyun duniya ka naara jame raho
kyun manjil ka ishaara jame raho
kyun duniya ka naara jame raho
kyun manjil ka ishaara jame raho
ye waqt ke kabhi gulaam nahi
inhe kisi baat ka dhyaan nahi
titli se milne jaate hain
ye pedo se batiyaate hain
ye hawa batore firte hain
baarish ki boonde padhte hain
aur aasmaan ke canvas pe
ye kalaakaariyaan karte hain
kyun duniya ka naara jame raho
kyun manjil ka ishaara jame raho
kyun duniya ka naara jame raho
kyun manjil ka ishaara jame raho

Shoes laced tight, belt a firm embrace,
Shirt tucked in, a determined pace.
The journey begins, a burdened ride,
Responsibility borne, deep inside.

A file clutched tight, a spirit so bold,
Miles we will march, stories untold.
Against every challenge, we'll stand and we'll fight,
Unmoving, unyielding, with all of our might.
The world's decree: "Stay rooted, hold fast,"
The goal's command: "Endure till it lasts."
The world's decree: "Stay rooted, hold fast,"
The goal's command: "Endure till it lasts."
They slumber with tension, a worry they keep,
The pressure to thrive, in their waking sleep.
Labor they cherish, a virtue they hold,
Obedient hearts, brave and bold.
On omelets they feast, their sustenance found,
Tonics they swallow, on hallowed ground.
On time they will eat, on time they will rest,
Chest puffed with courage, putting life to the test.
The world's decree: "Stay rooted, hold fast,"
The goal's command: "Endure till it lasts."
The world's decree: "Stay rooted, hold fast,"
The goal's command: "Endure till it lasts."

Here, a different rhythm, a different design,
A melody played, of a spirit divine.
They postpone their duties, the tasks left undone,
Dreams they embrace, 'til the morning has come.
They ponder and question, reflecting with care,
A dialogue whispered, a soul laid bare.
Why the world's decree: "Stay rooted, hold fast?"
Why the goal's command: "Endure till it lasts?"
Why the world's decree: "Stay rooted, hold fast?"
Why the goal's command: "Endure till it lasts?"
They're not slaves to the clock, they are unbound,
No heed to convention, on hallowed ground.
To butterflies dancing, they journey with glee,
With trees they converse, wild and carefree.
They gather the breezes, the whispers of air,
The droplets of rain, a story to share.
On skies as their canvas, their artistry shown,
Their spirits unleashed, beautifully grown.
Why the world's decree: "Stay rooted, hold fast?"
Why the goal's command: "Endure till it lasts?"
Why the world's decree: "Stay rooted, hold fast?"
Why the goal's command: "Endure till it lasts?"