hai liye hathiyar dusman taak me baitha udhar
or hum taiyar hai sine liye apna idhar
khun se khelenge holi agar watan muskil me hai
sarfaroshni ki tamanna ab hamare dil me hai
hai liye hathiyar dusman taak me baitha udhar
or hum taiyar hai sine liye apna idhar
khun se khelenge holi agar watan muskil me hai
sarfaroshni ki tamanna ab hamare dil me hai

hath jinme ho junu katte nahi talwar se
sar jo uth jate hai wo jhukte nahi lalkar se
hath jinme ho junu katte nahi talwar se
sar jo uth jate hai wo jhukte nahi lalkar se
or bhadkega jo shola sa hamare dil me hai
sarfaroshni ki tamanna ab hamare dil me hai

hum to ghar se nikle hi the sar pe bandh ke kafan
jan hatheli par liye lo badh chale hai ye kadam
jindagi to apni mehma maut ki mahfil me hai
sarfaroshni ki tamanna ab hamare dil me hai

dil me tufano ki toli or naso me inklab
hosh dusman ke uda denge hame roko na aaj
dur rah paye jo hamse dam kaha manjil me hai
sarfaroshni ki tamanna ab hamare dil me hai
sarfaroshni ki tamanna ab hamare dil me hai

Foes with weapons, poised to strike, they wait,
While we stand ready, chests bared to fate.
We'll play with blood, a crimson, hallowed game,
If our homeland's heart endures the flame.
The yearning for self-sacrifice now burns,
Deep within our souls, where passion yearns.

Hands ablaze with zeal, no sword can cleave,
Heads held high, no challenge will we leave.
Hands ablaze with zeal, no sword can cleave,
Heads held high, no challenge will we leave.
And it will blaze, a fire in our core,
The yearning for self-sacrifice, evermore.

From our homes we stepped, with shrouds embraced,
Lives in hand, our forward march we traced.
Life, a guest at death's grand, silent feast,
The yearning for self-sacrifice, at least.

Storms of courage surge within our breast,
Revolution's fire, within our veins, expressed.
Shattered foes, their senses gone astray,
Who dares to hold us back this day?
Where can they find escape, for we are near,
The yearning for self-sacrifice, we hold so dear.
The yearning for self-sacrifice, is here.