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Insaan ki do maayen hoti hai ... ek maa joh insaan ko janam deti hai aur doosri us desh ki dharti jahan pe woh janam leta hai

Yeh mat socho ke desh tumhe kya deta hai ... socho yeh ke tum desh ko kya de sakte ho

Hum vatan parasth hai aur vatan hi hamara dharam hai

Sarhad ke us taraf ki zameen aur is taraf ki zameen ek hi hai ... aur yeh zameen pani maangti hai, khoon nahi maangti

Hindustan ke bahar bhi zameen ke jis tukde par meri raakh bhikregi ... woh zameen hamesha ke liye Hindustan ho jayegi

Is jawaan ki kasam ... jawab dene aaunga, Hindustan ki kasam

Yeh azaadi ki ladai mere mar jaane se khatam nahi hogi ... yeh ladai toh mere mar jaane ke baad shuru hogi ... aur us waqt tak ladi jaati rahegi jab tak yeh Bharat maa ke bichade hue bachche maa ki ghod mein vapas nahi chale jaate

Desh pe marne waala, kabhi nahin marta

Apne yahan ki mitti ki khushboo hai na ... woh toh ajnabi logo ki saanson mein bhi sanskar bhar deti hai

Yeh desh ek ghar aur tamaam sube uski mili-jhuli deewarein ... agar yeh deewarein alag alag ho jaye ... toh chhat, chhat nahi rahegi ... dar, dar nahi rahega ... ghar, ghar nahi rahega

Punjab, Sind, Gujarat, Maharashtra ... Bangal ho ke Hyderabad ... Hindustan ke hum hai ... Hindustan hamara

Tiranga ek nishaani hai ... Hindustan ke ekta ki, Hindustan ke izzat ki aur Hindustan ke taqat ki

Sharif aadmi England toh kya kisi bhi land mein chala jaye ... apni motherland ko kabhi nahi bhoolta

Desh ke liye jaan nyochavar karne waalon se toh maut bhi darti hai

Yeh mitti pyasi hai, jis din iski pyaas bhuj jayegi ... yeh mitti sona ban jayegi

Zameen toh maa hoti hai ... aur maa ke tukde nahi kiye jaate

Joh lakhon karodon ke samajh mein aa jaye wohi meri zubaan hai ... joh lakhon karodon ko bha jaye wohi mera jazba hai ... mera dil na Hindu hai, na Musalman hai, na Sikh hai, na Isaai hai ... mera dil insaan hai, mera dil Hindustan hai

Apne desh ke liye ek baar marna ... sau janam ke barabar hota hai

Yeh veer kitne mahaan hai jinhone is desh ki mahaanta ko adarsh ka roop diya ... mahaan hai yeh desh jis mein aaise veeron ne janam liya

Watan pe marne waale marte nahi ... amar ho jaate hai

Yeh hamara desh, yeh Budh, Ashok, Gandhi, aur Nehru ka desh hai ... shanti ka pujari zaroor hai, lekin buzdili ka kayal nahi

Hum uss desh ke vasi hai ... jis desh mein Ganga behti hai

Hindustan ki shaan banoonga ... desh ka ooncha naam karoonga

Agar aaj hum sab aapas mein milkar aur apne kaam ko apna dharam samajhkar kare ... toh kal hamara desh bhi duniya ke sare mulkon ke aage apna sar ooncha karke khada ho sakega

Aye jawaano zindagi resham bhi hai talwar bhi ... muskurata phool bhi hai aur khatakta haar bhi ... chaand suraj ki tarah yeh garam bhi hai sard bhi ... apni aankhon ka hai aasoon doosro ka dard bhi ... raaste mein aman ki mashaal jalane ke liye ... hum toh jeete hai watan ke kaam aane ke liye

Mera joota hai Japani, yeh patloon Englishtani, sar pe laal topi Russi ... phir bhi dil hai Hindustani

Watan ka jazba har jazbe se buland hota hai ... bhai, behan, maa, baap aur har jazbe se buland

Bharatmata ki azaadi ki raah mein khaye huye zakhm ... zakhm nahi hai ... phoolon ke haar hai