'Bande Mataram' the day begins As dusk melts and midnight hones Lord Mountbatten Hands over India to countrymen Between Britons and Indians Animosity, whooshed to the winds!
Struggles done Dauntless chorus dawn Sacrosanct is our morn 15th of August 1947 Savor Sweet Independence Tri-color hoist.
Victory Freedom our dues achieve The right to act and speak In a state of not being Prisoner or a slave, anymore 'Adieu' Lords, Farewell bid!
Time again has come, greetings intend Celebrate Anniversary with songs Dance away imperfections Hug, to pardon flaws, homage sacrifices Embrace in love and affection!
Courageously extend Man to man, generate trust Secular ways come first Pursue ideals, candle of hope lit People from all parts build To Mother India Committed!
Fearlessly defend Democracy in heart Derisions blow apart Challenges meet Brush aside scorn, sorrows wipe Fruits of labor reap.
