O’ Indra our leader of the bygone days
You led us from Swatu to the lands of Sarsvat
And finding that the great river has disappeared
You pointed the way Eastwards where Ganga and Yamuna meet
And lo and behold we found the Triveni, confluence of the three rivers!

On our southward journey from the mountains of Mujavant in our hoary past 
You met that beautiful stream flowing North from the holy Kailasha
You loved its pure waters and the stream loved your magic touch
 Changing its course it became your guide to this Promised Land of ours
 We called it Indu and it gave our country the name India that is Bharat today

As we celebrate yet another Gantantra Divas in the City of Indraprastha
little do we remember the part you played in sowing the seeds of Democracy 
Rishies of the Rig sang of your glorious deeds and made you Chief of the Devas 
Leading the fellow Devas with Vishnu, the Law-Giver, providing the vedic ritas
and Varun-Mitra enforcing those cosmic laws, You gave us the first Janpadas!

Remember you the day when you blessed Surya on her Bridal
that She rule like an Empress - Samragyi in her new home 
 Forsaken are those great Ritas when so many of our Suryas remain Unborn!
And those who make it are often treated like slaves rather than samragyis!
 Let the Indra reborn in the form of Narendra bhai now restore our lost glory

O’ Indra your name is embedded in so many of our names even today
Be it Indra, blessed as Priyadarshani by Rabindra, the Noble Laureate
or millions of others from Kashmir to Kanyakumari and Kutch to Kamrup
What we really need is resurgence of your Spirit and Leadership 
and the likes of your storm troopers, the Maruts, who made us invincible! 

Yunano-misr-Roma sab mit gaye jahan se
Ab tak magar hai baki namo nishan’ hamara
kuch baat hai ke hasti mit-tee nahin hamari
sadyon raha hai dushman sara jahan hamara 

Let us now wake up with the grace of Indra after a thousand year of slumber!