talwaro pe sar vaar diye
angaron mein jism jalaya hai
tab jaake ke kahin humne sar pe
yeh kesari rang sajaya hai
ae meri zameen afsos nahi
jo tere liye sau dard sahe
mehfooz rahe teri aan sada
chahe jaan meri yeh rahe na rahe

ae meri zameen mehboob meri
meri nas nas mein tera ishq bahe
feeka na pade kabhi rang tera
jismon se nikal ke khun kahe
teri mitti mein mil jawaan
gull banke main khil jawaan
itni si hai dil ki aarzu
teri nadiyo mein beh jawaan
teri kheto mein lehrawaan
itni si hai dil ki aarzu

sarso se bhare khalihan mere
jahaan jhoom ke bhagda paa na saka
aabad rahe woh gaanv mera
jaha laut ke wapas ja na saka
o watna ve mere watna ve
tera mera pyar nirala tha
kurban hua teri asmat pe
main kitna naseebon wala tha

teri mitti mein mil jawaan
gull banke main khil jawaan
itni si hai dil ki aarzu
teri nadiyon mein beh jawaan
teri kheton mein lehrawaan
itni si hai dil ki aarzu

o heer meri tu hasti rahe
teri ankh ghadi bhar nam na ho
main marta tha jis mukhde pe
kabhi uska ujala kam na ho
o mayi meri kya fikar tujhe
kyu ankh se dariya behta hai
tu kehti thi tera chaand hu main
aur chand hamesha rehta hai

teri mitti mein mil jawaan
gull banke main khil jawaan
itni si hai dil ki aarzu
teri nadiyon mein beh jawaan
teri kheton mein lehrawaan
itni si hai dil ki aarzu

Upon swords, we offered our heads,
In embers, our bodies consumed.
Only then, upon our brows,
Did we this saffron hue entomb.

O my land, no sorrow I bear,
For a hundred pains I embraced for you.
May your honor be ever secure,
Though my life may cease to pursue.

O my land, my beloved,
In every vein, your love does flow.
May your color never fade,
As blood from our bodies does bestow.

In your soil, I shall merge,
A rose, I shall bloom.
This is the heart's single wish,
In your rivers, I'll assume.
In your harvests, I shall sway,
This is the heart's single wish.

My fields, abundant with mustard,
Where I could not dance in joy.
May my village prosper,
Though I could not return, employed.
O homeland, my homeland,
Our love was unique, defined.
Sacrificed on your honor,
How fortunate I was, enshrined.

In your soil, I shall merge,
A rose, I shall bloom.
This is the heart's single wish,
In your rivers, I'll assume.
In your harvests, I shall sway,
This is the heart's single wish.

O Heer, may you always smile,
May your eyes never weep.
The face I loved so dearly,
May its brilliance never sleep.
O my mother, why worry?
Why does a river flow from your eyes?
You said I was your moon,
And the moon, forever, lies.

In your soil, I shall merge,
A rose, I shall bloom.
This is the heart's single wish,
In your rivers, I'll assume.
In your harvests, I shall sway,
This is the heart's single wish.