ye soye insa jaag uthe
ban kar lahraate naag uthe
ab inke kadam ruk sakte nahi
kat sakte hai jhuk sakte anhi
kitne takatvar dekh hai ye
pahle alag ab ek hai ye
ye wapas laut ke aayenge
fir tujhko sabak sikhlaayenge

ab jiwan ek sangraam bana
ye geeta ka paigaam bana
paandv ne krishan ka naam liya
arjun ne dhanush ko tham liya
ab ye roka na jaayega
ab ye wapas na aayega
nikal pada hai ab ye teer kaman se

The slumbering souls awaken now,
As serpents rise, a vibrant vow.
Their marching feet know no retreat,
Though severed, bowed, they can't be beat.

Behold their might, a single force,
Once scattered, now they chart their course.
They shall return, their lesson taught,
The price of tyranny dearly bought.

Now life's a battle, fierce and grand,
A Gita's call across the land.
The Pandavas, Krishna's name they claim,
Arjuna grasps the bow of flame.
No longer held, this wrath unleashed,
A final arrow, fiercely creased.
It flies, released from bow's embrace.