In the realm where night met morn's embrace, a tale unfurled,
The sun ascending o'er eastern hills, a new day in the world.
Birdsong's sweet, a celestial dance, their melodies enfold,
As gentle breezes carry life's elixir, a story to be told.
Beneath the halo of your grace, India stirs from sleep,
At your feet, our heads now bow, in reverence, we keep.
Jaya Jaya Jaya Hey, to You, the Supreme King we sing,
Dispenser of India's destiny, the world's eternal spring.
Through eons, life's journey, with its ups and downs we roam,
As pilgrims, we've embraced the path, seeking a hopeful home.
Eternal Charioteer, your wheels echo in day and night,
Guiding us through life's winding roads, with your divine light.
In tumultuous times of change, you sounded the conch so clear,
A beacon through fear and doubt, when dangers did draw near.
You, the guide through winding ways, with wisdom unsurpassed,
Victory to you, the world's hope, in your shadow we stand fast.
Your call resonates without end, we heed with grateful ear,
Hindu, Buddhist, Sikh, Jain, and more, in unity we draw near.
From East to West, a tapestry of love, we lay at your throne,
Weaving garlands of unity, in your name, we are one.
Jaya Hey, Jaya Hey, your unity we sing,
Ruler of minds and hearts, the hope your praises bring.
In harmony and unity, you light India's sacred way,
In this poetic tribute, we honor you, our guiding ray.
From Vindhya's grace to Himalayan heights, and rivers' sacred lore,
By Yamuna's whispers, Ganges' roar, the oceans' endless roar.
We awaken to your auspicious name, your blessings we implore,
In joyous melodies, we celebrate, your victory we adore.
Jana-Gana-Mana, a hymn of devotion sincere,
You reign supreme in our hearts, casting away every fear.
Dispenser of India's destiny, in you, we place our trust,
In this poetic homage, your love is firm and just.
In the darkest of nights, when shadows sought to reign,
You stood as our guiding light, amidst sorrow, loss, and pain.
In dreams and fears, you protected us, our sanctuary so neat,
Oh Loving Mother, your grace makes our victory complete.
Jana Gana, a song of sorrow turned into grace,
Victory to You, India's heart, in your warm embrace.
Jaya Hey, Jaya Hey, like a gentle breeze's song,
In your honor, our voices rise, united and strong.
In poetic verses, our gratitude takes flight,
To India's anthem, we bow, as one, in unity's light.
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