vahe guru, vahe guru, vahe guru, vahe guru
vahe guru, vahe guru, vahe guru, vahe guru
vahe guru, vahe guru, vahe guru, vahe guru

niche sari duniya hai, upar rab hai haa
niche sari duniya hai, upar rab hai haa
par rab bhi ye kehata hai, dharti sabki ma
dharti sabki ma
niche sari duniya hai, upar rab hai haa
niche sari duniya hai, upar rab hai haa
vahe guru, vahe guru, vahe guru
vahe guru, vahe guru, vahe guru

haay
dana dana mitti me, milke hi to ugata hai
aur pasine ka har katra
sona banke khilata hai
dana dana mitti me, milke hi to ugata hai
aur pasine ka har katra
sona banke khilata hai
sona banke khilta hai
apne hatho se likhi hai apni dastaa
aur dharti ki aan hai, shan hai kisan
jaan hai kisan
niche sari duniya hai, upar rab hai haa

sun sun sun sun mere sun mere ranjhna
har kisan ka yahi dharm hai, koi na bhuka soye
jis din na hum kam kare, aisa savera na hove
har kisan ka yahi dharm hai, koi na bhuka soye
jis din na hum kam kare aisa savera na hove
aisa savera na hove
banke sipaahi khate hai hum
rakhe sab ka dhyan
aur dharti ki aan hai, shan hai kisan
jaan hai kisan
niche sari duniya hai, upar rab hai haa
rabba mehar kare

The Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song,
The Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song,
The Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song.

Below, the world unfurls, above, the Beloved dwells, yes,
Below, the world unfurls, above, the Beloved dwells, yes,
But the Beloved whispers, "Earth, a mother to all,"
Earth, a mother to all.
Below, the world unfurls, above, the Beloved dwells, yes,
Below, the world unfurls, above, the Beloved dwells, yes,
The Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song,
The Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song, the Guru's song.

Ah.
Each seed in the dust, in union, it rises,
And each drop of sweat,
Blooms as gold, it prizes.
Each seed in the dust, in union, it rises,
And each drop of sweat,
Blooms as gold, it prizes,
Blooms as gold, it prizes.
With our own hands, we write our own story,
And the Earth's pride, the farmer's glory,
Life, the farmer's life.
Below, the world unfurls, above, the Beloved dwells.

Listen, listen, my love, my beloved,
Every farmer's dharma, none shall go hungry,
The day we cease to labor, let no such dawn be,
Every farmer's dharma, none shall go hungry,
The day we cease to labor, let no such dawn be,
Let no such dawn be.
Like soldiers, we declare, we shall
Protect all with care,
And the Earth's pride, the farmer's glory,
Life, the farmer's life.
Below, the world unfurls, above, the Beloved dwells, yes.
May God bestow grace.