sabne desh ka nam liya, sabne desh ka nam liya
are hum ne dil ko tham liya, hum ne dil ko tham liya
sabne hindhustan kaha
sabne hindhustan kaha or hamne apni jan kaha

apni jan se apni jan
apni jan se apni jan bachake hame kya karna hai
yahi pe hamko jina hai, yahi pe hamko marna hai
apni jan se apni jan bachake hamko kya karna hai
yahi pe hamko jina hai, yahi pe hamko marna hai
yahi pe hamko jina hai, yahi pe hamko marna hai

tu hai mast akele me aaha mai bhi hu is mele me
tu hai mast akele me aaha mai bhi hu is mele me
dil ko yad tu hi tu, desh ke bad tu hi tu
dil ko yad hai tu hi tu, desh ke bad hai tu hi tu
bandh ke sehra tere hi kadmo ne sehra dharna hai
yahi pe hamko jina hai, yahi pe hamko marna hai

yahi pe hamko pyar mila, yahi pe hamko pyar mila
yahi hame sansar mila, yahi hame sansar mila
yahi pe hamko pyar mila
yahi hamari daliya hai, yahi pe sab rangraliya hai
yahi hamari daliya hai, yahi pe sab rangraliya hai
isi dagar pe pyas hamari, isi dagar pe jharna hai
yahi pe hamko jina hai, yahi pe hamko marna hai

sawan gaya gayi holi hum kab milenge humjoli
sawan gaya gayi holi
jiwan hai sangram abhi, pyar ka na le nam abhi
jiwan hai sangram abhi, pyar ka na le nam abhi
teri mang me o gori sindur lahu se bharna hia
yahi pe humko jina hai, yahi pe humko marna hai
kaanton se talvaar bana, kaanton se talvaar bana
phulon ke mat haar bana, phulon ke mat haar bana
kaanton se talvaar bana tu jab yudh par jayega
jeet ke jab tu aayega tu jab yudh par jayega
jeet ke jab tu aayega ye phulon ke haar pehan
gali se tujhe guzarna hai

yahi pe humko jina hai, yahi pe humko marna hai
yahi pe humko jina hai, yahi pe humko marna hai
yahi pe humko jina hai, yahi pe humko marna hai
yahi pe humko jina hai, yahi pe humko marna hai

They all spoke the nation's name, they all did proclaim,
And I, I clasped my heart, I held it in flame.
They spoke of Hindustan's grace,
But for me, it's you, my very life's embrace.

What good is life itself, if life's to be saved?
Here we must live, and here our souls be engraved.
What good is life itself, if life's to be spared?
Here we must live, and here our end be declared.
Here we must live, and here our end be prepared.

You are joy, alone, ah, and I too in this fair,
You are joy, alone, ah, and I too in this affair,
My heart remembers only you, after the nation, it's you,
My heart remembers only you, after the nation, it's true.
My head must bow before your feet, a garland to wear.
Here we must live, and here our end to bear.

Here we found love's sweet call, here we stood tall,
Here, we found the world's sprawl, here we gave our all.
Here we found love's sweet call,
These are our lanes, where revelries enthrall.
These are our lanes, where colors now stand.
On this path our thirst, on this path to command.
Here we must live, and here our end to command.

The monsoon's gone, Holi's done, when will we meet as one?
The monsoon's gone, Holi's done,
Life's a battlefield now, of love, let it be undone.
Life's a battlefield now, of love, let it be undone.
In your parting of hair, my love, with blood red, to adorn,
Here we must live, and here our end to be born.
From thorns, a sword must arise, from thorns, to devise,
From flowers, do not make a garland, to arise.
From thorns, a sword you must make, when to war you proceed,
When victory comes, when you succeed,
Then wear these flowers, as you come to be freed,
Through these lanes you must lead.

Here we must live, and here our end to be freed,
Here we must live, and here our end to be freed,
Here we must live, and here our end to be freed,
Here we must live, and here our end to be freed.