unche parbat gahre sagar sabka bojh uthaye
isi liye to ye dharti dharti mata kahlaye
unche parbat gahre sagar sabka bojh uthaye
isi liye to ye dharti dharti mata kahlaye
unche parbat gahre sagar

phulo ko bojh na samjhe chahe jhuk jaye dali
phulo ko bojh na samjhe chahe jhuk jaye dali
hogi wo koi abhagan jis maa ki goad ho khali
jis maa ka ho na beta mar ke bhi jati na paye
unche parbat gahre sagar sabka bojh uthaye
isi liye to ye dharti dharti mata kahlaye
unche parbat gahre sagar

bin mata ka hai sipi beta hai uska moti
bin mata ka hai sipi beta hai uska moti
mata ki aankhe deepak beta hai unki jyoti
ye amar pran duniya me jug jug se chalta aaye
unche parbat gahre sagar sabka bojh uthaye
isi liye to ye dharti dharti mata kahlaye
unche parbat gahre sagar

ik beta bhi tha aisa jo nikla katil maa ka
ik beta bhi tha aisa jo nikla katil maa ka
jab vaar wo karke bhaga to yu bola dil maa ka
mat bhag main tujh par vaari tujhe thokar na lag jaye
unche parbat gahre sagar sabka bojh uthaye
isi liye to ye dharti dharti mata kahlaye
unche parbat gahre sagar

The high peaks and depths of oceans bear the weight,
And that is why this Earth, Mother Earth, is hailed.
The high peaks and depths of oceans bear the weight,
And that is why this Earth, Mother Earth, is hailed.
The high peaks and depths...

Do not see the flowers as a burden, though the branch may bend,
Do not see the flowers as a burden, though the branch may bend.
Wretched is the mother whose lap remains bare,
Whose son is lost, though she does not die, nor yet is freed.
The high peaks and depths of oceans bear the weight,
And that is why this Earth, Mother Earth, is hailed.
The high peaks and depths...

Without a mother, the pearl is born of the shell,
Without a mother, the pearl is born of the shell,
The mother's eyes, a lamp; her son, their light.
This immortal breath moves through the ages past.
The high peaks and depths of oceans bear the weight,
And that is why this Earth, Mother Earth, is hailed.
The high peaks and depths...

There was a son who became his mother's killer,
There was a son who became his mother's killer,
When he fled after the blow, her heart then spoke:
"Do not run, I sacrifice myself for you, lest you stumble and fall."
The high peaks and depths of oceans bear the weight,
And that is why this Earth, Mother Earth, is hailed.
The high peaks and depths...