tum kaun ho mai mai panjabi hindustani
mai panjabi hindustani
mai panjabi hindustani meri chaal badi mastani
jaisa mera gaanv ka pani aisi shahro ki sharab nahi
mere desh ka jawab nahi mere desh ka jawab nahi
koi dusra panjab nahi mere desh ka jawab nahi
mere desh ka jawab nahi

mere paas nahi hai paisa phir bhi kaun hai mere jaisa
mere paas nahi hai paisa phir bhi kaun hai mere jaisa
mai logo ka dil bahlau bhangda nachu tappe gaau
gana bajana mera dhanda mai hu ek mamuli banda
koi raaja ya nawab nahi mere desh ka jawab nahi
mere desh ka jawab nahi

mere desh ki ek nishani ye mohabbat or jawani
mere desh ki ek nishani pyar mohabbat or jawani
panghat pe lagte hai mele par mere din raat akele
taqdiro ka mara hu mai kyunki abhi kunwara hu mai
mere gum ka hisab nahi mere desh ka jawab nahi
mere desh ka jawab nahi

ho oye kudiye kya naam hai tera shahro me kya kaam hai tera
hoye ladki kya naam hai tera shahro me kya kaam hai tera
lagti hai tu gaanv ki gori resham ki dhago ki dori
maaf ho ye gustakhi meri karta hu tarif mai teri
meri niyat kharab nahi mere desh ka jawab nahi
mere desh ka jawab nahi mai panjabi hindustani
mai panjabi hindustani meri chaal badi mastani
jaisa mera gaanv ka pani aisi shahro ki sharab nahi
mere desh ka jawab nahi mere desh ka jawab nahi
koi dusra panjab nahi mere desh ka jawab nahi
mere desh ka jawab nahi

Who are you? I am Punjabi, Hindustani.
Punjabi, Hindustani, I am.
My gait, a joyous dance.
Like the water of my village,
unlike the city's wine.
My land, unmatched,
my land, without equal.
No second Punjab exists,
my land, without compare.
My land, without equal.

No wealth do I possess,
yet, who is like me?
No wealth do I possess,
yet, who is like me?
I cheer the hearts of all,
dance the Bhangra, sing tappay.
Song and music, my trade,
a simple soul am I.
No king, no noble,
my land, without equal.
My land, without equal.

A sign of my land,
love and youth.
A sign of my land,
love, affection, and youth.
Fairs gather at the well,
but my days and nights, alone.
Struck by fate am I,
for still, I am unwed.
My sorrows, immeasurable,
my land, without equal.
My land, without equal.

Oh girl, what is your name?
What is your work in the city?
Oh girl, what is your name?
What is your work in the city?
You seem a village maiden,
a thread of silk.
Forgive my boldness,
I sing your praise.
My intentions are pure,
my land, without equal.
My land, without equal.
I am Punjabi, Hindustani.
Punjabi, Hindustani, I am.
My gait, a joyous dance.
Like the water of my village,
unlike the city's wine.
My land, without equal,
my land, without equal.
No second Punjab exists,
my land, without compare.
My land, without equal.