mahalo ka vaibhav thuraya jiwan ka sukh balidan kiya
raghukul ki shan nibhane ko kantak path par kiya parasthan

ab raja raja na raha or ye parja parja na rahi
is ke niche sab ek hue na samnata ki dhawja rahi
ye atal partap partikasha ki jisne vanchhint har paran kiya
pathar ko toad pahado me nirman naya nirman kiya

ye tayag tapyasa ha phal tha
ye tayag tapyasa ha phal tha
kartavaye marag pe ja chada
ek taraf chingari ek taraf ghan ghor ghata
ye sangram anokha tha ye sangram anokha tha

The palace splendor, a shattered dream, life's joys laid down as sacrifice,
To uphold the Raghukul's gleaming pride, a thorny path, a final trice.

Now king is not king, nor subjects stand as subjects anymore,
Beneath the weight, all leveled low, no banner of equality to soar.
This steadfast valor, the waiting game, that every heart did deny,
Through stones it broke, in mountains vast, a new creation, reaching high.

This was the fruit of renunciation,
This was the fruit of renunciation,
The path of duty, a mountain to climb,
On one side, a spark, on the other, a storm of time,
This battle was strange, this battle was strange.