satya ahinsa aur shanti se pyar ki ek tasvir bani
issi tirenge ke niche bharat ki taqdir bani
tasvir hai ye pyar ki tasvir na becho
tasvir hai ye pyar ki tasvir na becho
ae dosto is desh ki taqdir na becho taqdir na becho
tasvir hai ye pyar ki tasvir na becho
ae dosto ae dosto is desh ki taqdir na becho
taqdir na becho

inshaniyat ke naam ki dete hai duhayi
auro pe julm dhate tujhe sharm na aayi
jo sabka bala chahe yaha pyar vahi hai
auro ka hak jo chin le gaddar vahi hai
hawaniyat ke naam ki jai bolne walo
ganga ki har lahar me jahar gholne walo
ganga ki har lahar me jahar gholne walo
nafrat ki hath jahar buja tir na becho
ae dosto ae dosto is desh ki taqdir na becho
taqdir na becho

bas ek hi dharti hai jaha pyar hai jinda
is pyar ko bhi maar na de koi darinda
hai kun bahana to pasine me bahao
ugati hai jaha dhup vaha pyar ugao
hai jinke lahu se abhi tak laal ye jamin
un vir sahido ka khwab ye to tha nahi
un vir sahido ka khwab ye to tha nahi
unke hasi khwab ki tabir na becho
ae dosto ae dosto is desh ki taqdir na becho
taqdir na becho
tasvir hai ye pyar ki tasvir na becho
tasvir hai ye pyar ki tasvir na becho
ae dosto is desh ki taqdir na becho taqdir na becho
taqdir na becho taqdir na becho taqdir na becho

Beneath the tricolor, love's portrait resides,
Where India's destiny forever presides.
This picture of love, do not sell its grace,
This picture of love, do not disgrace.
O friends, this nation's soul, do not betray,
Its destiny, do not give away.
This picture of love, do not sell its light,
O friends, O friends, this nation's right,
Do not betray.

Humanity's plea, a hollow sound,
While cruelty reigns, no shame is found.
Love's truest form, in kindness we find,
The thief of rights, a traitor of mind.
To beasts that cheer, in hate's cruel name,
Who poison the Ganga, fueling the flame,
Who poison the Ganga, fueling the flame,
Do not sell the arrow dipped in hate's design,
O friends, O friends, this nation's line,
Do not betray.

One earth remains, where love finds its breath,
Let no beast extinguish life's death.
If blood must flow, let it be sweat's tide,
Where sunlight kisses, let love reside.
From their crimson sacrifice, the land's hue,
Their heroic dream, was never this true,
Their heroic dream, was never this true,
Do not sell their vision, their future renew,
O friends, O friends, this nation's view,
Do not betray.
This picture of love, do not sell its grace,
This picture of love, do not disgrace.
O friends, this nation's soul, do not betray,
Its destiny, do not give away,
Do not betray, do not betray, do not betray.