India, our land of endless grace,
No other place can take her place.
From mountain tops to ocean wide,
Her spirit lives in every stride.
Her laws are strong, her thoughts are fair,
They give us freedom, everywhere.
With justice, rights, and voices heard,
Each page of law speaks every word.
Each state, each river, each small stream,
Is part of one united dream.
A billion people, rich and bright,
Live with love, and dream with light.
Hot desert sands, cold snowy hills,
Her beauty lives in lands and stills.
From Thar’s warm sun to mountain high,
India shines beneath the sky.
Rain pours down in thunder loud,
Then summer comes with sunny cloud.
Cold winters pass, then flowers bloom—
Each season sings a different tune.
From East to West, from North to South,
We share a culture, hand to mouth.
In dance and art, in songs we sing,
India’s soul is everything.
Temples, mosques, and churches too,
Live side by side in colors true.
With every faith and every name,
Our hearts and hopes remain the same.
With many tongues, and many ways,
We live together all our days.
In food we eat, in clothes we wear,
India’s beauty shines so rare.
To her strong will and freedom’s light,
We give our love, our dreams, our might.
In every field and mountain tall,
We hear our Mother India’s call.
O land of truth and wisdom bright,
You grow with strength and shine with light.
You live inside each heart so true—
O India, we belong to you.
