male voice : ye kaun sakhi hai
jinake lohu ki asharafiyaan
chhan chhan chhan chhan

pu : ye kaun sakhi hai -2
jinake lohu ki asharafiyaan
chhan chhan
chhan chhan chhan chhan
ye kaun sakhi hai

male voice : ye kaun sakhi hai
jinake lohu ki asharafiyaan
chhan chhan chhan chhan

dharati ki paiham pyaasi
kashakol me dhalati jaati hai
kashakol ko bharati jaati hai
chhan chhan chhan chhan

pu : dharati ki paiham pyaasi
kashakol me dhalati jaati hai
kashakol ko bharati jaati hai
chhan chhan
chhan chhan chhan chhan
ye kaun sakhi hai

male voice : ye kaun jawaan hai arz-e-watan
ye lakh-lut jinake jisamo ki
bharapur jawaani kaa kudan
jyun khaak me rezaa-rezaa hai
jyun kuche-kuche bikharaa hai
chhan chhan chhan chhan

pu : ye kaun jawaan hai arz-e-watan
ye lakh-lut jinake jisamo ki
bharapur jawaani kaa kudan
yun khaak me rezaa-rezaa hai
yun kuche-kuche bikharaa hai
chhan chhan
chhan chhan chhan chhan
ye kaun sakhi hai

male voice : ai arz-e-watan
ai arz-e-watan
kyun noch ke hans-hans phek diye
in aankho ne apane nilam
in hotho ne apane marajaan
in haatho ki bekal chaandi
kis kaam aa_i kis haath lagi
chhan chhan chhan chhan

pu : ai arz-e-watan
ai arz-e-watan
kyun noch ke hans-hans phek diye
in aankho ne apane nilam
in hotho ne apane marajaan
in haatho ki bekal chaandi
kis kaam aa_i kis haath lagi
chhan chhan
chhan chhan chhan chhan
ye kaun sakhi hai

male voice : ai puchhane waale paradesi
ai puchhane waale paradesi
ye tifl-o-jawaan
us nur ke nauras moti hai
us aag ki kachchi kaliyaan hai
jis mithe nur aur kadawi aag se
zulm ki adhi raat me phutaa
subah-e-bagaawat kaa gulashan
aur subaho hu_i man-man tan-tan
in jismo kaa chaandi-sonaa
in cheharo ke nilam marajaan
jagamag-jagamag rakhsaan-rakhsaan
jo dekhanaa chaahe paradesi
paas aaye dekhe ji bhar kar
ye zist ki raani kaa jhumar
ye amn ki devi kaa kagan
chhan chhan chhan chhan

pu : ai puchhane waale paradesi
ye tifl-o-jawaan
us nur ke nauras moti hai
us aag ki kachchi kaliyaan hai
jis mithe nur aur kadawi aag se
zulm ki adhi raat me phutaa
subah-e-bagaawat kaa gulashan
aur subaho hu_i man-man tan-tan
in jismo kaa chaandi-sonaa

in cheharo ke nilam marajaan
jagamag-jagamag rakhsaan-rakhsaan
jagamag-jagamag rakhsaan-rakhsaan
jo dekhanaa chaahe paradesi
paas aaye dekhe ji bhar kar
ye zist ki raani kaa jhumar
ye amn ki devi kaa kagan
chhan chhan
chhan chhan chhan chhan
ye kaun sakhi hai

Who are these sisters,
whose blood-gold coins, *chhan chhan chhan chhan*,
who are these sisters, who are these?
Whose blood-gold coins, *chhan chhan*,
*Chhan chhan chhan chhan*, who are these sisters?
Who are these, whose blood-gold coins,
*Chhan chhan chhan chhan*, fill the earth's endless thirst,
pouring into the begging bowl,
filling the begging bowl, *chhan chhan chhan chhan*.

The earth's endless thirst, flowing into a begging bowl,
filling the begging bowl, *chhan chhan*,
*Chhan chhan chhan chhan*, who are these sisters?
Who are these young ones, land of my longing?
Whose bodies, robbed of a thousand fortunes,
whose vibrant youth, like purest gold,
lies shattered in dust, scattered in every street, *chhan chhan chhan chhan*.
Who are these young ones, land of my longing?
Whose bodies, robbed of a thousand fortunes,
whose vibrant youth, like purest gold,
lies scattered in dust, scattered in every street,
*chhan chhan chhan chhan*, who are these sisters?

O land of my longing, O land of my longing,
why tear away and laugh, and cast aside?
These eyes, their sapphires,
these lips, their coral,
these hands, their restless silver,
to what purpose did they serve, in whose hands did they land?
*Chhan chhan chhan chhan*.

O land of my longing, O land of my longing,
why tear away and laugh, and cast aside?
These eyes, their sapphires,
these lips, their coral,
these hands, their restless silver,
to what purpose did they serve, in whose hands did they land?
*Chhan chhan chhan chhan*, who are these sisters?

O questioner, stranger, O questioner, stranger,
these children and youths are the fresh pearls of that light,
the raw buds of that fire,
from whose sweet light and bitter fire,
in the dark night of oppression, bloomed
the garden of revolt's dawn,
and morning broke, in heart and soul.
These bodies' silver and gold,
these faces' sapphires and coral,
shining, dancing, shimmering,
if you wish to see, stranger,
draw near, and look your fill,
this is life's queen's chandelier,
this is peace's goddess's bangle,
*chhan chhan chhan chhan*.

O questioner, stranger, these children and youths,
are the fresh pearls of that light,
the raw buds of that fire,
from whose sweet light and bitter fire,
in the dark night of oppression, bloomed
the garden of revolt's dawn,
and morning broke, in heart and soul.
These bodies' silver and gold,

these faces' sapphires and coral,
shining, dancing, shimmering,
shining, dancing, shimmering,
if you wish to see, stranger,
draw near, and look your fill,
this is life's queen's chandelier,
this is peace's goddess's bangle,
*chhan chhan chhan chhan*, who are these sisters?