yeh garam hai itnee body ke teezab thookte hai
hum hindushtani
hum hindushtani
oh.. garam hai itnee body ke teezab thookte hai
hum hindushtani kisi ke aage nahi jhukte hai

aapne aage bado bado ki fatt-fatt jaati hai
hum sher bhi kutto ki tarah palte hai
jahan hath daalte hai wahan kaat dalte hai
jahan hath daalte hai wahan kaat dalte hai
jahan hath daalte hai wahan kaat dalte hai

hum hindushtani
hum hindushtani
oh.. suraj ko hum ankh dikha ke pal mein thanda karde
nahi sune jo baat hum uske (*)aan mein danda karde

murde toh baarah mar jaaye
aisa aapna hai bhaukaal
humko jara bhi touch kar jaaye
aisa jana nahi koi laal

maut bhi humse panga lene mein katrati hai
ek baar jo kardi commitment nahi taalte hai
jahan hath daalte hai wahan kaat dalte hai

hum hindushtani
hum hindushtani

A furnace burns within, a fevered heart,
Indians we are, and tear at the dark.
Oh, the heat, a body incandescent,
We breathe the acid, our spirit unbent.

We bow to none, our pride a burning brand,
Before us, elders crumble in the land.
We are the tigers, fierce and untamed,
Yet dogs of circumstance, our spirits maimed.
Where hand we place, we rend and we divide.

Where hand we place, we rend and we divide.
Where hand we place, we rend and we divide.
Indians we are, forever we abide.
We, who show the sun its burning face,
And cool its fire in this desolate place.
Disobey our word, our anger flares,
A rod of iron in your listening ears.

We leave the dead, a death within the soul,
No mortal dares to make us less than whole.
Even Death itself, with caution, treads,
A promise made, forever it spreads.
Where hand we place, we rend and we divide.
Indians we are, forever we abide.