Tirange ki aan mein sab kuch luta denge, Watan ke naam apna har faisla kar denge.
Jo shaheed hue unki zara yaad karo qurbani, Unke khoon se likhi hai yeh kahani.
Azaadi ke is tyohaar par dil se nikli hai ek aawaz, Har Hindustani kare desh ke liye kuch khaas.
Yeh tiranga sirf ek rang nahi, Yeh to har Hindustani ki pehchaan hai.
Mohabbat apne watan se itni hai, Ke har saans mein Hindustan basta hai.
Azaadi ek nayi subah hai, ek nayi umeed, Desh ke liye karein kuch nayi neev.
Tirange ke teen rang keh rahe hain baat, Ekta, shanti aur sahas ka do paighaam saath.
Mera Bharat mahaan tha, hai aur rahega, Sadiyon tak yeh dharti sabka garv banega.