sare rang hai matti se jeewan ki tasvire
nischay maatti tay kare bando ki taqdire
jag sara ye abhari soniye
maye mitti balihari soniye
chal futte rut ye mosam soniye
maa tujhse mehke aalam soniye
soniye soniye soniye soniye soniye
soniye soniye soniye
jag sara ye abhaari soniye
maye mitti balihari soniye

chhute hi tujhko sar uthaye
jhum hi jaye ho soniye
ho tu hi vatan hai tan hai mann hai
ha janeman hai meri soniye
soniye soniye soniye soniye
soniye soniye soniye soniye
jag sara ye abhaari soniye
maye mitti balihari soniye

bas ye maati hai ek gawaahi har daur ki
milna hai isme saanse jab hai ye akhiri
tu pran hai tu aan hai samman hai
tujhme hi matti hona hai ye shan hai
tu praan hai tu aan hai samman hai
tujhme hi maati hona hai ye shan hai
tere liye hi har had langhde
har saans teri tu jab maang le
soniye soniye soniye soniye
soniye soniye soniye soniye
jag saara ye abhaari soniye
maye mitti balihari soniye
chal futte rut ye mosam soniye
maa tujhse mehke aalam soniye
maa tujhse mehke aalam soniye
maa tujhse mehke aalam soniye
maa tujhse mehke aalam soniye soniye soniye

From earth's clay, all colors bloom, portraits of life unfold,
Fate's decree, the soil's deep womb, stories yet to be told.
The world bows low, in reverence, Oh, to my soil, I give praise,
Spring's breath arises, an essence, from your touch, the world sways.
Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil,
The world bows low, in reverence, Oh, to my soil, I give praise.

At your touch, heads rise, embrace the sway,
You are homeland, body, mind, my heart's own way.
Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil,
The world bows low, in reverence, Oh, to my soil, I give praise.
This soil alone, bears witness to time's art,
To merge within, when breaths depart, you are life's start.
You are honor, value, all that I hold dear,
To become dust in you, is the glory I revere.
You are honor, value, all that I hold dear,
To become dust in you, is the glory I revere.
For you, I'll leap beyond all bounds, each breath is yours, command,
Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil.

The world bows low, in reverence, Oh, to my soil, I give praise,
Spring's breath arises, an essence, from you, the world sways.
From you, the world sways, from you the world sways,
From you, the world sways, Oh, My Soil, Oh, My Soil.