joote ki chaal liye, barch liye dhaal liye
joote ki chaal liye, barch liye dhaal liye
joote ki chaal liye, barch liye dhaal liye
balkha ke chalti zingoria
tan me hai aag lagi, mann me hai pyaas jagi
kyun na machalti zingoria
joote ki chaal liye, barch liye dhaal liye
balkha ke chalti zingoria
tan me hai aag lagi, mann me hai pyaas jagi
kyun na machalti zingoria

zingoria ke dil me shola jo bhadka, dushman kabile ka hai ek ladka
talwaaro ki chhaao me pyaar hai, kya jaane ab jeet ya haar hai
dariya ke is paar zingoria aur uska mehboob us paar hai
kab himmat haare hai dariya kinare hai, bag bag sambhalti zingoria
joote ki chaal liye, barch liye dhaal liye
balkha ke chalti zingoria

kab rukta hai pyaar dariyaao se, nikli jo zingoria gaao se
toofaan me woh utar hi gayi, dariya ko woh paar kar hi gayi
diwaani aisi thi zingoria, khatra jidhar tha udhar hi gayi
mehboob se woh mili baaho me aag jali ab hai pighalti zingoria
joote ki chaal liye, barch liye dhaal liye
balkha ke chalti zingoria

With the stride of boots,
Birchwood shields in tow,
With the stride of boots,
Birchwood shields in tow,
With the stride of boots,
Birchwood shields in tow.
Jingoria, swaying, does she go,
Fire in her frame,
Thirst within her name,
Why wouldn't Jingoria overflow?
With the stride of boots,
Birchwood shields in tow,
Jingoria, swaying, does she go,
Fire in her frame,
Thirst within her name,
Why wouldn't Jingoria overflow?

In Jingoria's heart, a flame ignited,
A foe's son, her love, was sighted.
Swords cast shadows on love's embrace,
Victory or loss, time will trace.
Jingoria on this river's side,
Her beloved on the other glide.
When did courage at the river's edge hide?
Carefully, Jingoria does abide,
With the stride of boots,
Birchwood shields in tow,
Jingoria, swaying, does she go.

Does love halt at rivers' expanse?
Jingoria arose, from the villages' trance.
Into the storm, she did descend,
Across the river, her journey to extend.
How mad was Jingoria's desire,
Towards danger, she did aspire.
Met her beloved, in arms, fire did ignite,
Now, melting, Jingoria takes flight.
With the stride of boots,
Birchwood shields in tow,
Jingoria, swaying, does she go.