is duniya mein desh hai kayi
desh kayi mein desh hai ek
aur us desh ka
naam hai bharat bharat bharat bharat
hamara bharat tumhara
bharat pyara bharat pyara bharat
pyara bharat pyara bharat
hamara bharat tumhara bharat
bharat desh mein ganv kayi
ganv kayi mein ganv hai ek
apne ganv ke log hain nek
logo ke sine mein rhata hai dil
aur dil kahta hai kahta hai
kahta hai kahta hai kahta hai dil
kya kahta hai dil raam ji

mela dilo ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jaata hai
mela dilo ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jaata hai
mela dilo ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jaata hai
aate hai musaafir
jaate hai musaafir
jaana hi sabko, kyo aate hai musaafir
mela dilo ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jaata hai

hans le gaa le
ye din naa milege kal
thodi khushiya, hai thode se ye pal
hans le gaa le
ye din naa milege kal
thodi khushiya, hai thode se ye pal
ek baar chali gayi jo ye bahaare
laut kar na aayegi, gujri bahaare
mela bahaaro ka
mela bahaaro ka aata hain
ek baar aake chala jata hain
aati hai bahaare, jaati hai bahaare
jaana hi hai unko, kyo aati hai bahaare
mela dilo ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jaata hai

saat ajube is duniya mein aa
aathawa hai roop tera roopa ho ho
o roopa o meri roopa
mujhse dur tu jaana meri roopa
roopa roopa roopa
roopa roopa roopa
aayi re jawani, jaise rut tufaani
pagali ye diwaani, uff main kya karu
main bhayi sayani, sabko pareshani
umar ye suhani, to main kya karu
dekh ri divaani, na kar tu naadani
baar baar nahi aani
ye pal bhar ki jawani
mela jawani ka oye hoy hoy
mela jawani ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jaata hai
aati hai jawani, jati hai jawani
jaana hi tha isko, kyo aati hai jawani
mela dilo ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jaata hai

bulbul bulbul bulbul bulbul
meri sakhi saheli bulbul
is ganv ki main bulbul hu
main uadne ki hu aadi
main sab kuch kar sakti hu
par karungi na main shadi
ha karungi na main shadi
aa aa aa aa
khela hai yaha mera bachpan
na chhodungi ye aangan
sun bhai mere, sun ganv mere
na bandho koi bandhan
na bandho koi bandhan
ho o o o o
yahi rasam hai is duniya ki
beti to dhan hai payara
duje ka dhan apne ghar
koi bhi na rakh paaya
koi bhi na rakh paya

aa aa aa aa aa
mela bidaai ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jata hai
banke bahna gudiya
mere ghar mein aayi
dulhan banke jaana tha
kyo gudiya banke aayi
mela dilo ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jaata hai
mela dilo ka aata hai
ek baar aake chala jaata hai

In a world of nations, a land resides,
A nation of many, where the soul presides,
And its name echoes, a sacred refrain,
India, India, India, again and again.
Our India, your India, beloved and true,
Within India's heart, villages accrue,
Within those villages, a singular space,
Where the people are noble, with kindness and grace.
In their chests, a heart beats, a rhythm divine,
And that heart whispers, a truth that will shine,
What does the heart say, in the name of the Lord?

The fair of the hearts, a transient art,
Comes once, then vanishes, tearing apart.
The fair of the hearts, a fleeting desire,
Comes once, then vanishes, consumed by the fire.
The fair of the hearts, a mystical dance,
Comes once, then vanishes, a fleeting glance.
Travelers arrive, then they depart,
All must journey, why do they start?
The fair of the hearts, a moment to seize,
Comes once, then vanishes, carried on the breeze.

Laugh and sing, let joy take its hold,
For these days won't return, as stories are told.
Little joys, these moments we hold,
Laugh and sing, let the story unfold.
Once the spring has fled, its beauty withdrawn,
It won't return, the seasons are gone.
The fair of the springs, a sweet, fleeting dream,
Comes once, then vanishes, down the flowing stream.
Spring arrives, then it must leave its place,
It had to depart, why did it embrace?
The fair of the hearts, a treasure to keep,
Comes once, then vanishes, lost in the deep.

Seven wonders, the world does embrace,
The eighth, your form, in beauty and grace.
Oh, Rupa, my Rupa, my radiant star,
Do not stray from me, no matter how far.
Rupa, Rupa, Rupa...

Youth has arrived, like a storm's fierce might,
A mad, wild desire, consuming the light.
I've become wise, causing others to fret,
This sweet age, what can I get?
Look, my darling, don't be foolish and blind,
This moment of youth is fleeting to find,
The fair of youth, a vibrant display,
Comes once, then vanishes, and fades away.
Youth appears, then it has to go,
It had to come, why did it flow?
The fair of the hearts, a reminder so true,
Comes once, then vanishes, me and you.

Nightingale, my friend, my sister so dear,
I am the nightingale of this village right here.
I am accustomed to flight, I am ready to soar,
I can do anything, but marriage I'll ignore.
Yes, I will not marry, no, no, no, no, no...
My childhood has played, in this place,
Listen my brother, listen village, don't make a trace,
Of a bond that will bind, in a moment of sorrow,
Oh, this is the custom, the future we borrow.
A daughter is treasure, she is of another,
No one has kept her, not one or another.
The fair of farewell, a tearful goodbye,
Comes once, then vanishes, as tears start to cry.
As a doll she arrived, a bride to become,
She had to depart, why did she come?
The fair of the hearts, a beautiful plea,
Comes once, then vanishes, for you and for me.