jivan ek sagraam hai sagraam hai teraa naam
tu hi bataa sabake li_e kyaa hai teraa paigaam
ho o
subah savere sabase pahale bolo raam raam bolo bolo raam raam
usake baad karo jhuk kar is mitti ko pranaam
mere deshavaasiyo apane desh ko sambhaalo
subah savere sabase pahale

bolo jhumo naacho gaa_o git hai ye taqarir nahi
ab gairo ke haatho me ham sabaki taqadir nahi
haatho me hathakadi nahi paavo me zajir nahi
kyoki ham aazaad hai ham sab ab nahi gulaam
karo is mitti ko pranaam
mere deshavaasiyo

yahi pe jinaa maranaa hamako yahi pe hansanaa ronaa hai
in kheto se khalihaano se sonaa paidaa honaa hai
jaagate rahanaa mat sonaa ye mitti nahi hai sonaa hai
bech na denaa is sone ko tum mitti ke daam
karo is mitti ko pranaam
mere deshavaasiyo

mere desh ke vaasi desh ki sevaa tum din raat karo
desh se itanaa pyaar kiyaa thodaa mere saath karo
kab tak apani raadhaa ko tadapaa_oge shyaam
subah savere sabase pahale

Life's a battlefield, battle it is, your name,
Tell us, what message do you proclaim?
Oh, oh.

First light, first words, "Ram, Ram," you must say,
Then bow low, to this earth, your homage pay.
My countrymen, your nation, now embrace,
First light, first words...

Speak, dance, sing, the song is a call, not a speech,
No longer our fates in the hands of the breach.
No shackles on wrists, nor chains on our feet,
For we are free now, no longer we greet,
The chains of the past.
To this earth, your homage pay.
My countrymen...

Here we live, here we die, here laughter and tears,
From these fields, from these barns, gold reappears.
Stay awake, do not slumber, this earth is not gold,
Do not sell this gold, for a price to be sold.
To this earth, your homage pay.
My countrymen...

My country's people, serve your land, day and night,
Love your nation, share a little of that light with me.
How long will you make Radha wait, O Shyam?
First light, first words...