Hum hain iske malik, Hindostan hamara.
Pak watan hai qaum ka, jannat se bhi pyara…
Ye hai hamari milkiyat, Hindostan hamara.
Iski ruhaniyat se roshan hai jag sara…

We are its owner, Hindustan is ours.
Our nation is sacred, dearer than heaven
The world is aglow with the light of its soul
How old, how new, best of all world
Our very own, Hindustan is ours.

Kitna kadeem, kitna naeem, sab duniya se nyara.
Karti hai zarkhez jise gango-jaman ki dhara…
Upar barphila parvat, pehredar hamara.
Neeche sahil par bajta, sagar ka nakkara…
Iski khanein ugal rahi hain, sona-heera, para.
Iski shan-o-shaukat ka duniya mein jaykara…

The flow of Ganga & Yamuna makes our land fertile
Overhead snow-clad mountains-our sentry towering
Below, trumpets of the sea, beating against coasts
From mines gold & diamond overflow
Our pomp and splendour, best in the world

Aaya phirangi door se, aisa mantar mara.
Luta dono haath se, pyara watan hamara…
Aj shaheedu ne hai tumhein ahle-watan lalkara.
Todo ghulami ki zanjeerein, barsao angara…
Hindu-Muslim-Sikh, hamara bhai-bhai pyara.
Ye hai azadi ka jhanda, ise salaam hamara…

Then came firangi from far land cast a magical spell
Looted our dear land with both hands
Today, the martyrs call upon the whole nation-
Break the shackles of slavery, pour out fire
Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, all beloved brothers
This is the flag of our Freedom
Hail & salute it.

Azimullah Khan