ho mausam apne mit purane badal apne yar
jis dharti ko hath lagaye ban jaye guljar
bolo re bhaiya dharti kiski hai bolo re bhaiya dharti kiski hai
ho dharti pe jo beej ugaye dharti uski hai ye dharti uski hai
bolo re bhaiya dharti kiski hai bolo re bhaiya dharti kiski hai

ho nakhre wali bhabhi apni
parvat jaisa bhaiya parvat jaisa bhaiya
lahar lahar lahrati ho lahar lahar lahrati jaye
ye riste ki naiya ye riste ki naiya
bolo re bhaiya rista kiska hai bolo re bhaiya rista kiska hai
ho are riste ki jo laaj bachaye rista uska hai
ye rista uska hai
bolo re bhaiya rista kiska hai bolo re bhaiya rista kiska hai

ho dharti kaba dharti kashi dharti hi gurudwar dharti hi gurudwar
hum dharti ke laal hai ho hum dharti ke laal hai
apna mandir sab sansar mandir sab sansar
bolo re bhaiya mandir hai kiska bolo re bhaiya mandir hai kiska
ho mandir me jo phul chadhaye mandir uska hai ye mandir uska hai
bolo re bhaiya mandir hai kiska bolo re bhaiya mandir hai kiska

Old friends, the clouds gather, season's embrace,
Upon the earth, where touch brings bloom and grace.
Tell me, brothers, whose is the earth's sway?
He who sows the seed, claims her today.

Sister-in-law, with a fickle heart's art,
Brother, steadfast as a mountain's start,
Like waves that dance and gently roll,
This vessel of kinship claims our soul.
Tell me, brothers, whose is the bond we keep?
He who honors love, the promise to reap.

The earth, our Kaaba, Kashi, Guru's keep,
The earth, our children, rooted, deep.
Our temple, the world, a sacred space,
Tell me, brothers, whose is this holy place?
He who offers flowers, finds grace's art,
The temple’s embrace, within the heart.