mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
ho mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
ho aaj rang de ho maa ae rang de mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola maa ae rang de basanti chola

aazadi ko chali byahane deewano ki toliya
aazadi ko chali byahane deewano ki toliya
khun se apne likh degne ham inqalaab ki boliya
ham vapas lautege lekar aazadi ka dola
mera rang de o mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola maa ae rang de basanti chola

ye wo chola hai ke jispe rang chadhe na duja
ye wo chola hai ke jispe rang chadhe na duja
hamne to bachapan se ki thi is chole ki puja
kal tak jo chingari thi wo aaj bani hai shola
mera rang de o mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
ho aaj rang de ho maa ae rang de mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola maa ae rang de basanti chola

mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
o mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
ho aaj rang de ho maa ae rang de mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola maa ae rang de basanti chola

sapne me dekha tha jisko aaj wahi din aaya hai
sapne me dekha tha jisko aaj wahi din aaya hai
shuli ke us paar khadi hai maa ne hame bulaya hai
aaj maut ke palade me jivan ko hamne taula
mera rang de o mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola aaj rang de ho maa ae rang de
mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
mera rang de basanti chola mera rang de basanti chola
mmaa ae rang de basanti chola

Paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Oh, paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Today, dye it, Mother, dye it, paint my cloak the color of spring.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, Mother, dye it the color of spring.

To freedom they march, the lunatics' caravan,
To freedom they march, the lunatics' caravan,
With our blood, we'll inscribe the verses of revolution.
We shall return, bearing freedom's palanquin.
Paint my cloak, oh, paint it the color of spring,
Paint my cloak the color of spring.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, Mother, dye it the color of spring.

This is a cloak upon which no other hue shall cling,
This is a cloak upon which no other hue shall cling,
From childhood's dawn, we've worshipped this very thing.
The spark of yesterday, today, a raging pyre.
Paint my cloak, oh, paint it the color of spring,
Paint my cloak the color of spring.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, Mother, dye it the color of spring.
Today, dye it, Mother, dye it, paint my cloak the color of spring.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, Mother, dye it the color of spring.

Paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Oh, paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Today, dye it, Mother, dye it, paint my cloak the color of spring.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, Mother, dye it the color of spring.

The day we dreamt of, has finally arrived,
The day we dreamt of, has finally arrived,
Beyond the gallows, Mother calls, her arms open wide,
Today, we weigh life against the scales of death.
Paint my cloak, oh, paint it the color of spring,
Paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Paint my cloak the color of spring. Oh, today, dye it, Mother, dye it.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, paint it so.
Paint my cloak the color of spring, Mother, dye it the color of spring.