pighla de zanjirein bana unki shamshirein
kar har maidan fateh o bandeya kar har maidan fateh
ghayal parinda hai tu dikhla de zinda hai tu
baki hai tujhme hausla
tere junun ke aage ambar panahe mange
kar daale tu jo faisla
ruthi taqdirein to kya tuti shamshirein to kya
tuti shamshiron se hi ho
kar har maidan fateh kar har maidan fateh
kar har maidan fateh re bandeya
har maidan fateh

in gardishon ke badalon pe chadh ke
waqt ka gireban pakad ke
puchhna hai jeet ka pata jeet ka pata
in mutthiyon me chand tare bhar ke
aasman ki had se guzar ke
ho ja tu bheed se juda bhid se juda
kehne ko zara hai tu
lohe ka chara hai tu
tuti shamshiron se hi ho

teri koshishein hi kamyab hongi
jab teri ye zid aag hogi
phunk de na umidiyan naumidiyan
tere pichhe pichhe raste ye chal ke
bahon ke nishanon me dhal ke
dhundh lenge apna aashiyan apna aashiyan
lamhon se aankh mila ke rakh de jee jaan lada ke
tuti shamshiron se hi ho

Melt the chains, forge them into swords,
Conquer every field, O mortal, conquer every field.
You are a wounded bird, show them you live,
Courage still blooms within you.
Before your fervor, the heavens seek refuge,
Make the decision you must.

If destinies forsake, if broken are the swords,
Even from broken swords,
Conquer every field, conquer every field,
Conquer every field, O mortal,
Every field, conquer.

Climb upon the clouds of these revolutions,
Grasp Time's collar,
And ask the way to victory, the way to victory.
Fill these fists with moons and stars,
Surpass the heavens' limits,
Separate yourself from the crowd, from the crowd.
Though you are but a particle, you are a bullet of steel,
Even from broken swords…

Your endeavors alone shall triumph,
When your resolve ignites like fire,
And will consume despair, despair.
Following you, the paths will walk,
Melting into the marks of your arms,
They will find their own haven, their own haven.
Meeting moments with your eyes, with all your might,
Even from broken swords...