tune ab tak jo kuch paaya
wo to ho har ghar ki chhaya
tune ab tak jo kuch paaya

o ye sacche hai, sacche
ho sakta hai kab inkaar kisi ko
mange se milta nahi
koi bhi adhikar kisi ko
koi bhi adhikar kisi ko
cheen le barbad tu re apna hak
apna samman
dharti garji gagan saman
chalti hai vidroh ki aandhi
chalti hai vidroh ki aandhi

The shadow of each home, what you've held,
Has been your only gain, a story told.

Oh, these truths, they ring so true,
Could anyone truly refuse to you?
What is begged for is never given,
No right bestowed, nor truly driven.
No right bestowed, no true driven.

Wrest your right, or watch it fray,
Your honor lost, turned to disarray.
The earth will roar, the heavens weep,
As winds of rebellion rise from sleep.
As winds of rebellion start to creep.