lo aaj suno, lo aaj suno
apne shahido ki kahani
badhte huye chadhte huye
bharat ki jawani, lo aaj suno

sadiyo rahe ye desh videshi ka hi dera
chhaya raha ghanghor gulami ka andhera
par chhin liya apne shahido ne savera
roke se nahi rukti hai dariya ki rawani, lo aaj suno

kitno ka baha khun satawan ke gaddar me
mar mitne ka armaan tha parwano ke sar me
ladte raho aazadi ki subah hai najar me
lalkaar uthi jahnsi se yu lakshmi rani, lo aaj suno

is desh ki wo devi kamar baandh ke aayi
mata ke liye beti ne talvar uthai
dene lage angrej bhi ghabrake duhai
gaddar magar chal hi gaye chaal purani, lo aaj suno

rani ka balidan magar log na bhule
katte hi rahe taki chaman desh ka fule
sindur lute maango ke sune huye jhule
hans hans ke luta dali jawano ne jawani
lo aaj suno, lo aaj suno
apne shahido ki kahani
badhte huye chadhte huye
bharat ki jawani, lo aaj suno

phie desh me gunj utha tilak ji ka ye nara
aazadi janam se hai adhikar humara
aazadi janam se hai adhikar humara
is nari ne dubi huyi naiya ko ubhara
ghatne laga hatne laga majhdhar ka pani
lo aaj suno

raghupati raghav raja ram
patit pawan sita ram
raghupati raghav raja ram
patit pawan sita ram
ishwar allah tere naam
sabko sunmati bhagwan
raghupati raghav raja ram
patit pawan sita ram

phir aa gaya wo sant jise kahte hai gandhi
kaya thi ahinsa ki magar josh me aandhi
bikhri huyi ye kaum jo ek taar me baandhi
barat pe naye rang se phir aayi jawani
lo aaj suno, lo aaj suno
apne shahido ki kahani
badhte huye chadhte huye
bharat ki jawani, lo aaj suno

phir mata ka ek aur bhakt aaya bhagat singh
sath apne pahado ka jigar laya bhagat singh
suli pe bhi chadhte huye yu gaaya bhagat singh
yu gaaya bhagat singh
mera rang de basanti chola
maa mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola
maa mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola
maa mera rang de basanti chola
suli pe bhi chadhte huye yu gaaya bhagat singh
yu gaaya bhagat singh
hogi na yaad kabhi bhagat singh ki purani
lo aaj suno

kakor ka ek sher tha par naam tha bismil
wo ram ka prasad gulami ka tha kaatil
ye kahte huye aur shahido se gaya mil
shahido se gaya mil
pass jo kuch bhi hai mata ki najar karte hai
khush rahi ahle watan hum to safar karte hai
ye kahte huye aur shahido se gaya mil
shahido se gaya mil
bhulenge na hindi kabhi us sher ki vaani
lo aaj suno, lo aaj suno
apne shahido ki kahani
badhte huye chadhte huye
bharat ki jawani, lo aaj suno

bapu ke dikhaye huye raste pe chala desh
subhash ki aur daas ki godo me pala desh
subhash ki aur daas ki godo me pala desh
lajpat ki aur aazad ki seva se fhla desh
aur aaj hai sabse badhkar ye bhala desh
dekhe koi is desh me ganga ki rawani, lo aaj suno

vallabh ne sanwara to jawahar ne nikhara
aao jara ab soche hai kya farz humara
aao jara ab soche hai kya farz humara
hai laalkile se ye jawahar ka ishara
majhdhar se nikle hai mila to ahi kinara
par ye na samajhna ke huyi khtam kahani, lo aaj suno

is desh me jab tak hai koi bhi bhikari
mit jaye na is dharti se jab tak ye bekari
samjho ke sarasar hai ye tauhin humari
samjho ke sarasar hai ye tauhin humari
badhte raho badhte raho badhte raho
badhte raho badhte raho
badhte raho manzil ki taraf hindustani
badhte raho badhte raho badhte raho
badhte raho manzil ki taraf hindustani
badhte raho badhte raho badhte raho
badhte raho manzil ki taraf hindustani
badhte raho badhte raho badhte raho
badhte raho badhte raho badhte raho

Listen now, listen now,
to the tale of our martyrs,
as India speaks,
rising, ascending,
listen now.

For centuries, this land, a foreigner’s keep,
darkness of slavery, secrets to weep.
But our martyrs, they stole the dawn, deep,
like rivers, their flow, forever to sweep, listen now.

How much blood spilled in the mutiny's blight,
a burning desire in the hearts of the bright.
They fought on, their eyes fixed on freedom's light,
from Jhansi, Rani Lakshmi's cry took flight, listen now.

This land's goddess, girded for war,
a daughter's sword, for her mother's core.
The British, they begged, implored, and implored,
but traitors, they played an old, worn score, listen now.

The Queen's sacrifice, etched in hearts' deep hold,
as the nation's garden, its petals, bold,
sindoor, stolen, empty cradles, told,
youth surrendered, stories of old, listen now.

Listen now, listen now,
to the tale of our martyrs,
as India speaks,
rising, ascending,
listen now.

Then, Tilak's call, it echoed anew,
"Freedom is born, a right we pursue!"
"Freedom is born, a right we pursue!"
She lifted the drowning ship, her purpose true,
the depths receded, the tide withdrew, listen now.

Raghupati Raghava Raja Ram,
Purifier of the fallen, Sita Ram,
Ishwar, Allah, names of your clan,
bless everyone, oh God, your plan,
Raghupati Raghava Raja Ram,
Purifier of the fallen, Sita Ram.

Then came the saint, Gandhi, we knew,
a body of peace, a storm that blew.
He bound the fractured, the scattered few,
India reborn, a youthful hue, listen now.

Listen now, listen now,
to the tale of our martyrs,
as India speaks,
rising, ascending,
listen now.

Then came another, Bhagat Singh’s grace,
a mountain heart, in his embrace.
Climbing the gallows, a smile on his face,
a song he sang in that sacred space,
he sang, he sang,
"My ochre robe, oh mother, bestow,"
"My ochre robe, oh mother, bestow,"
Climbing the gallows, a smile on his face,
he sang, he sang,
Bhagat Singh’s memory, we'll forever know, listen now.

A lion of Kakori, Bismi's name,
a gift of Ram, to end the shame.
He met the martyrs, their hearts aflame,
he met the martyrs, their hearts aflame,
"Whatever we have, to the mother we claim,"
"Be happy, my people, for our final game,"
He met the martyrs, their hearts aflame,
he met the martyrs, their hearts aflame,
Hindi's voice, his legacy, no time to tame, listen now.

Listen now, listen now,
to the tale of our martyrs,
as India speaks,
rising, ascending,
listen now.

On Bapu's path, the nation did tread,
in Subhash's arms, the nation was fed.
Lajpat and Azad, their service spread,
and today, India, raised instead,
witness the Ganga's unstoppable spread, listen now.

Vallabh molded, Nehru did refine,
now, consider, what duty is thine?
From Red Fort, Nehru's words entwine,
we emerged from the deep, the shore is defined,
but the story's not over, not confined, listen now.

As long as a beggar still walks our land,
as long as this earth faces poverty's hand,
know that our honor will never withstand,
rise and keep rising, understand,
rise, rise, rise,
rise and keep rising, towards the promised strand,
rise, rise, rise.