bina sifarish mile naukari, bin rishvat ho kaam
are isiko anhoni kahte hai, isika kaljug naam
vatan ka kya hoga anjam bacha le ae maula ae ram
vatan ka kya hoga anjam bacha le ae maula ae ram
bacha le ae maula ae ram, bacha le ae maula ae ram
vatan ka kya hoga anjam bacha le ae maula ae ram

rishvat pe chalte the chakkar chhote ho ya mote
band hui ye rasam to dhande ho jayenge khote re
dhande ho jayenge khote
ghar ghar me matam hoga daftar daftar kohram
bacha le ae maula ae ram
vatan ka kya hoga anjam bacha le ae maula ae ram

yahi chala agar dang to yaro honge bure natije
bhuke marenge netaao ke bete aur bhatije
marenge bete aur bhatije
jitni ijjat bani thi ab tak sab hogi nilaam
bacha le ae maula ae ram
vatan ka kya hoga anjam bacha le ae maula ae ram

rishvat se muh band the sabke ab phutenge bhande
are pata chalega kiske hisse mile hue the daande
kaun sa theka lekar kisne kitna maal banaya
kitni ujrat di logo ko kitna dil dukhlaya
kon si file kis daftar se kaise hongi chori
kisne kitni gaddari ki kitni bhari tijori
kis mil malik ke paise ne kitne vot kamaye
are kursi mili to desh bhagat ne kitne note kamaye
rishvat se hi chhupe hue the sab kale kartut
nange hokar samne aayenge ab sabhi saput
duniya bhar ke mulko me hoga bharat badnaam
bacha le ae maula ae ram
vatan ka kya hoga anjam bacha le ae maula ae ram
bacha le ae maula ae ram, bacha le ae maula ae ram
vatan ka kya hoga anjam bacha le ae maula ae ram

No work without a name, no bribe to grease the way,
They call this the impossible, the Kali Yuga's sway.
What fate for our homeland, Lord, save us this day,
What fate for our homeland, Lord, save us this day.
Save us, O Lord, save us this day,
What fate for our homeland, Lord, save us this day.

On bribes the wheels all turned, of small and great affair,
If this tradition ceases, then fortunes will despair.
Despair will fill the air,
Grief in every home, in every office, a scream.
Save us, O Lord, save us this day,
What fate for our homeland, Lord, save us this day.

If this discord continues, the consequences grim,
Leaders' sons and nephews, will starve, their prospects dim.
Their prospects, they’ll grow dim,
All the respect they gathered, sold to a desperate stream.
Save us, O Lord, save us this day,
What fate for our homeland, Lord, save us this day.

From bribery's silence, now secrets will be laid bare,
Whose share was stolen, who got the greater ware?
Which contracts were taken, how much wealth amassed,
How much paid to the people, how long the shadows cast?
Which files were pilfered, from which office's hold,
Who betrayed their nation, how fortunes were sold?
Whose money from mills, bought the votes they craved,
Once in power, how many notes did the patriots save?
Bribes have hidden the shadows, the deeds dark and deep,
Now all heroes will surface, secrets they'll keep.
India's name tarnished, in nations across the stream,
Save us, O Lord, save us this day,
What fate for our homeland, Lord, save us this day.
Save us, O Lord, save us this day,
What fate for our homeland, Lord, save us this day.