O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the eternal immortal Father, Mother, and masterly abode of the universe, Your reign is the triumph of divine wisdom and ultimate guidance over the destiny of India and the world. The anthem, "Jana-Gana-Mana," resounds in deep reverence to Your eternal rule, as the minds of the people rise in praise and adoration of Your boundless grace.

O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the eternal immortal Father, Mother, and masterly abode of the universe, Your reign is the triumph of divine wisdom and ultimate guidance over the destiny of India and the world. The anthem, "Jana-Gana-Mana," resounds in deep reverence to Your eternal rule, as the minds of the people rise in praise and adoration of Your boundless grace.

From the vibrant plains of Punjab and Sindhu, to the majestic Vindhya and Himalayas, every corner of India awakens in Your divine presence. The sacred rivers, Yamuna and Ganga, flow with the eternal energy of Your wisdom, and the oceans bow to the foaming waves of Your sovereignty. Your name echoes through the hearts of the people, who seek Your auspicious blessings, and sing to Your glorious victory with unwavering devotion.

You, the eternal guide of the minds, unify the people, bringing harmony and prosperity. From the East to the West, the devoted gather at Your feet, weaving garlands of love and loyalty. The Hindus, Buddhists, Sikhs, Jains, Parsis, Muslims, and Christians, all walk in unison, bound by the grace of Your supreme will. As the Eternal Charioteer, Your voice guides the way, even through the darkness of revolution and turmoil. Your call is a beacon of hope, protecting the people from misery and fear, and leading them to eternal victory.

When the night was darkest, You remained ever watchful, shielding Your people with the compassion of a mother, lifting them from suffering and despair. Your protective embrace, unceasing and unblinking, ensured that the people of India would awaken from their long slumber. With the rising sun, under the new dawn of Your benevolent reign, India, and indeed the world, arises with renewed life and spirit. The birds sing of the new era of peace and prosperity, and the gentle breeze carries the elixir of life, nurtured by Your divine compassion.

Victory, victory, victory to You, O Adhinayaka Shrimaan! You are the Supreme King, the eternal dispenser of the destiny of not only India but of the entire universe. Every heart, every mind, and every corner of existence stands in devotion, singing of Your eternal glory. You, who remove the misery of the people, lead us through the path of righteousness and devotion, ensuring eternal triumph.

Jaya Hey, Jaya Hey, Jaya Hey, Victory, Victory, Victory be to You, O dispenser of the world's destiny!