In times that test our wills and nerves,
When darkness spreads and fortune swerves;
Let's shun that cloak that's put to sleep,
The strength within, the valor deep!

So, stand upright, with warrior's stance,
And rent the air with roaring chants!
Bharat, we are! Bharat, we pray!
Bharat, we breathe! Bharat, we stay!

The foes are out, with fangs and claws,
Their forked tongues wagging sans a pause;
Their hammers lie in rusted mud,
Their sickles red with lust of blood;

They rip open the fault-lines old,
Their pockets filled with dragon's gold;
The golden sands of eastern lands,
They worship with their upturned hands.

They cross their hearts and sing with grace,
And crucify the nation's pace;
For years, they've trampled on and on,
For how tough 'tis to find a pawn?

It's time we say: this is enough,
It's time to make decisions tough;
It's time to kick their lies to ground,
And beat their treacherous acts unsound.

The way forward, the history warns,
An uphill climb with paths of thorns;
The history, that they'd tried to hide,
Also tells us that we survived!

On rivers have we composed tales,
We've crossed the seas, unfurled our sails;
The mountain chains that speak to skies,
Abode of Gods and sages wise!

Cities that once rivaled the best,
With temples that, by Gods, are blest;
And stones that sing the songs of yore,
From hoary hills to endless shores!

Swords and shields and axes wide,
With crimson marks of Gods applied!
At sunrise when the conches blew,
The hearts were filled with valor true!

On distant stars we've set our sights,
We'll reach again those lofty heights;
Let's shun that stupor, tempting sleep,
And light that fire in sinews deep!

So, stand upright, with warrior's stance,
And rent the air with roaring chants!
Bharat, we are! Bharat, we bow!
Bharat, we fight! Bharat, we vow!

March on! March on! The winds now turn,
Like Surya's steeds at dawn return;
March on! March on! With mind that's calm,
Jai Bhavani! Jai Shri Ram!! ///