ye desh hai banke veero ka ye dharti hai balwano ki
chum lo is mitti ko isme raakh mili parwano ki
ye desh hai banke veero ka ye dharti hai balwano ki
chum lo is mitti ko isme raakh mili parwano ki
raakh mili parwano ki
ye desh hai banke veero ka ye dharti hai balwano ki
chum lo is mitti ko isme raakh mili parwano ki
raakh mili parwano ki

yaha huye partap se yaudda yahi arjun jaise veer
khali naa gaya nikal kabhi jinke dhanush se teer
yahi hua shahid bhagat singh tan pahan basnti chola
chadha fasi ke takhte pe jaise ghodi chadhta dulha
yahi hua tha mard maratha yahi par jhasi ki rani
yahi lada tatya tope di thi tune kurbani
jaan gayi par gayi na albele mastano ki albele mastano ki
ye desh hai banke veero ka ye dharti hai balwano ki
chum lo is mitti ko isme raakh mili parwano ki
raakh mili parwano ki

waise to veero se bhara hai sara hindustan
lekin rajsthan ki dekhi ajab hi baki shan
ye hai registan magar phul yaha bhi khilte
yaha ret ke jarre jarre mein hai moti milte
kis kis ka naam kahu yaha veer bahut hai aur
jiski katha sunaye wo hai amar singh rathor
amar singh rathor amar singh rathor amar singh rathor

This land of valor, of the valiant soul,
This earth of power, making spirits whole.
Kiss this dear soil, where ashes softly lie,
Of heroes bold, who dared to live and die.
Ashes of heroes.

This land of valor, of the valiant soul,
This earth of power, making spirits whole.
Kiss this dear soil, where ashes softly lie,
Of heroes bold, who dared to live and die.
Ashes of heroes.

Here, Pratap fought, a warrior's fiery grace,
And Arjun's courage lit this sacred space.
From bows unyielding, arrows found their mark,
Leaving their legacy, a burning spark.
Here, Bhagat Singh, in saffron robes so bright,
Ascended gallows, embracing endless light,
Like a groom who rides, towards a wedding day.
Here, the Maratha's strength, in life's array,
And Rani of Jhansi fought with fearless might,
With Tatya Tope, they offered up their light.
Though lives were lost, their spirits soared so free,
Of reckless hearts, for all eternity.
Hearts of recklessness.

This land of valor, of the valiant soul,
This earth of power, making spirits whole.
Kiss this dear soil, where ashes softly lie,
Of heroes bold, who dared to live and die.
Ashes of heroes.

Though India teems with heroes, brave and bold,
Rajasthan's spirit, a story to be told.
A desert land, yet blossoms bloom with pride,
And grains of sand hold treasures deep inside.
Whose names to speak, when valor fills the air?
The story told, of Amar Singh's prayer,
Amar Singh Rathore, Amar Singh's grand design.
Amar Singh Rathore, forever to align.