milke chal o sathi milke chal o sathi aage chal
mikle chal o sathi aage chal veer ho bharat ke bol jai bol
jalim jamane ko rondh ke chal sochke chal
julm dusman ke hum mitayenge
hath me jiwan hai soch ke chal sochke chal
julm dusman ke hum mitayenge
hath me jiwan hai soch ke chal
milke chal o sathi aage chal o sathi aage chal

phulo si bholi gaw ki gori bharat ki phulwari ho
naw jiwan jyoti wali hai manjil jiwan phal pane ko
phulo si bholi gaw ki gori bharat ki phulwari ho
naw jiwan jyoti wali hai manjil jiwan phal pane ko
jhum ke chal shole tufani jwala ho tum
drohi dal ko rondha ke chal jhum ke chal
julm ki janjir tod ke chal sina tan ke jhum ke chal
milke chal o sathi aage chal o sathi aage chal

ye jawa mard hai pyare dand me mai hu
himmat na haro tum dusmano ke julmo ko bhi
ab to miltayenge hum sochke chal
dusman ki ab maut bano tum
taarikh nayi likhta chal sochke chal
naye geet bane nayi reet bane
pujya bapu ke sang chal
milke chal o sathi aage chal o sathi aage chal
veer ho bharat ke bol jai bol
jalim jamane ko rondh ke chal sochke chal

Walk with me, comrade, onward we stride,
Walk with me, comrade, with valor as our guide!
India's heroes, let victory's cry resound,
Crush the cruel world, on hallowed ground.
Walk with thought, though life is in our hand,
We shall erase the villain's command.
Walk with thought, though life is in our hand,
We shall erase the villain's command.
Walk with me, comrade, onward we stride.

Like blossoms fair, the village maiden's grace,
India's garden, in this sacred space.
New life's flame, the goal we embrace,
To seize life's fruit, in this hallowed place.
Like blossoms fair, the village maiden's grace,
India's garden, in this sacred space.
New life's flame, the goal we embrace,
To seize life's fruit, in this hallowed place.
Dance with joy, fiery flames of might,
Crush the traitor, in the darkest night.
Break the chains of tyranny's hold,
Chest held high, a story to be told.
Walk with me, comrade, onward we stride.

We are the brave, in this struggle we stand,
Do not falter, though foes may command,
We shall defeat the cruelest of men,
Walk with thought, victory again and again.
Become the death, of all that is ill,
Write a new dawn, with unwavering will.
Let new songs rise, new customs begin,
With the revered Bapu, victory within.
Walk with me, comrade, onward we stride!
India's heroes, let victory's cry resound,
Crush the cruel world, on hallowed ground.
Walk with thought, though life is in our hand.