mehnat kare kisan
mahajan bante hai dhanwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
mehnat kare kisan
mahajan bante hai dhanwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan

ek dane ke badle tum dete ho lakho dane
ek dane ke badle tum dete ho lakho dane
is par bhi insan ko kyu insan lage hai khane
sau haatho se lut macahye ek hath se daan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
mehnat kare kisan
mahajan bante hai dhanwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan

charkha gaay, bail aur kheti yahi hamari punji
charkha gaay, bail aur kheti yahi hamari punji
is punji pe duniya wale chhuri chalate kyu ji
dhud chhod kar lahu chatati bharat ki santan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
mehnat kare kisan
mahajan bante hai dhanwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan

dharti yaha kisano ki hai majduro ka paisa
dharti yaha kisano ki hai majduro ka paisa
jinka bahe pasina un par zulm hua ye kaisa
mahalo me hai sawrag jhopdo me jalta shamshan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
mehnat kare kisan
mahajan bante hai dhanwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan
ye kaisi gadbad hai bhagwan

The farmer toils, the wealthy rise,
A twisted world before our eyes.
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise,
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise.
The farmer toils, the wealthy rise,
A twisted world before our eyes.
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise,
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise.

For a single seed, you give a millionfold,
For a single seed, a harvest to behold.
Yet man still hungers, stories to be told,
Yet man still hungers, stories to be told.
A hundred hands plunder, one hand gives its grace,
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disgrace.
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disgrace.
The farmer toils, the wealthy rise,
A twisted world before our eyes.
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise,
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise.

The spinning wheel, the cow, the bull, the land, our all,
The spinning wheel, the cow, the bull, our all.
Why do the world wield a blade, watching our fall?
Why do the world wield a blade, watching our fall?
Our children now drink the blood, forsaking the milk,
Oh, Lord, this chaos, a bitter silk.
Oh, Lord, this chaos, a bitter silk.
The farmer toils, the wealthy rise,
A twisted world before our eyes.
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise,
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise.

The earth belongs to the farmer's weary hand,
The earth belongs to the worker's sweat and stand.
Why this injustice, this unholy command?
Why this injustice, this unholy command?
In palaces, heaven, in huts, hell's pyre ablaze,
Oh, Lord, this chaos, through life's maze.
Oh, Lord, this chaos, through life's maze.
The farmer toils, the wealthy rise,
A twisted world before our eyes.
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise,
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise.
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise,
Oh, Lord, this chaos, this disguise.