hamari hi muththi me aakaash sara
jab bhi khulegi chamkega taara
hamari hi muththi me aakaash sara
jab bhi khulegi chamkega taara
kabhi na dhale wo wo hi sitara
disha jise pahchaan sansaar sara
hamari hi muththi me aakaash sara
jab bhi khulegi chamkega taara
hamari hi muththi me aakaash sara
jab bhi khulegi chamkega taara

hatheli pe rekhaye hai sab adhoori
kisne likhi hai nahi janna hai
hatheli pe rekhaye hai sab adhoori
kisne likhi hai nahi janna hai
suljhane unko na aayega koi
samjhna hai unko ye apna karm hai
apne karm se dikhana hai sabko
khud ko panapna ubharna hai khud ko
andhera mitaye jo nanha sarara
disha jise pahchan sansaar sara
hamari hi muththi me aakaash sara
jab bhi khulegi chamkega taara
hamari hi muththi me aakaash sara

The vast sky, held within our hand,
A star shall blaze when we command.
The vast sky, held within our hand,
A star shall blaze when we command.

A star that knows no setting sun,
By which the world its course has run.
The vast sky, held within our hand,
A star shall blaze when we command.
The vast sky, held within our hand,
A star shall blaze when we command.

The lines upon our palm, unfinished, frail,
Whose hand they trace, we need not unveil.
The lines upon our palm, unfinished, frail,
Whose hand they trace, we need not unveil.
No one can mend them, none can bind,
To understand, that work is of our mind.
By our own deeds, we must now show,
Our blossoming, our inner glow.
To banish shadows, a spark so small,
By which the world will heed and call.
The vast sky, held within our hand,
A star shall blaze when we command.
The vast sky, held within our hand.