Each line an ode to the nation's heart, in words so pure and fine.
From Punjab's land to Bengal's shores, our diverse people stand,
United under Your loving gaze, in this vast and sacred land.
The Vindhya range and mighty Himalayas, rivers Yamuna and Ganges,
In their grandeur and their glory, in history's timeless pages.
Your name, auspicious, stirs our souls, a call to seek Your grace,
As we rise to meet the day, our voices in joyful embrace.
Oh, the dispenser of destiny's hand, our nation's guiding star,
You impart well-being to us all, no matter where we are.
From the East to the West, under Your throne, we gather 'round,
Weaving the garland of love and peace, in harmony profound.
Through ages, we've tread the path of life, through ups and somber downs,
With You as our eternal charioteer, in our hearts, Your chariot resounds.
In times of revolution's fierce storm, Your conch shell sounds so clear,
Saving us from fear and despair, You draw us ever near.
Through the tortuous path of life, You guide our faltering feet,
Dispenser of our destiny, in Your light and love so sweet.
In the darkest, bleakest of nights, when all hope seemed to fade,
Your blessings kept us ever wakeful, in Your grace, we find our aid.
In the gentle morning's embrace, as the sun's first rays unfold,
The birds sing songs of joy and peace, in an aura of stories untold.
By the halo of Your compassion, our beloved land awakes,
Laying our heads at Your sacred feet, for the love our heart aches.
Victory, victory, we sing to You, oh, Supreme King so great,
Dispenser of our destiny, our guardian, our fate.
In this anthem's verses, Your glory we proclaim,
In every heart, in every soul, India's eternal flame.
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