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Lyrics of Himadri Tung Shring Se
himaadree tung shring se
prabhu sudh bhaaratee
svayan sabha samuchla savatantrata pukaaratee
himaadree tung shring se
prabhu sudh bhaaratee
svayan sabha samuchla savatantrata pukaaratee
aamdr veer putr ho dridap pratig ko chalo
prasast puny panth hain bade chalo bade chalo bade chalo
aamdr veer putr ho dridap pratig ko chalo
prasast puny panth hain bade chalo bade chalo bade chalo
ashankhy nimr aashiya vidrg did da hasee
saputr maatrbhoomi ke roopol surasa hasee
ashankhy nimr aashiya vidrg did da hasee
saputr maatrbhoomi ke roopol surasa hasee
ashankhy nimr aashiya vidrg did da hasee
saputr maatrbhoomi ke roopol surasa hasee
ashankhy nimr aashiya vidrg did da hasee
saputr maatrbhoomi ke roopol surasa hasee
araadhye sen sindhu sunddhavadh se chalo
praveer ho jiy bano bade chalo bade chalo
himaadree tung shring se
prabhu sudh bhaaratee
svayan sabha samuchla savatantrata pukaaratee
aamdr veer putr ho dridap pratig ko chalo
prasast puny panth hain bade chalo bade chalo bade chalo
ashankhy nimr aashiya vidrg did da hasee
saputr maatrbhoomi ke roopol surasa hasee
aamdr veer putr ho dridap pratig ko chalo
prasast puny panth hain bade chalo bade chalo bade chalo
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Himadri Tung Shring Se
From Himalayan peaks so high,
Speaks the pure Mother, India’s cry.
Freedom’s call, a vibrant plea,
From her own assembly, wild and free.
Brave sons, with vows held fast,
Walk the path of virtue, meant to last.
Onward, ever onward, with hearts ablaze,
Through sunlit fields and shadowed haze.
Boundless hopes, like laughter's gleam,
For sons of the Mother, living the dream.
Boundless hopes, like laughter's gleam,
For sons of the Mother, living the dream.
Boundless hopes, like laughter's gleam,
For sons of the Mother, living the dream.
Boundless hopes, like laughter's gleam,
For sons of the Mother, living the dream.
Across the seas, a sacred tide,
March onward, heroes, side by side.
Be brave, be strong, let courage bloom,
Onward, ever onward, dispelling gloom.
From Himalayan peaks so high,
Speaks the pure Mother, India’s cry.
Freedom’s call, a vibrant plea,
From her own assembly, wild and free.
Brave sons, with vows held fast,
Walk the path of virtue, meant to last.
Onward, ever onward, with hearts ablaze,
Through sunlit fields and shadowed haze.
Boundless hopes, like laughter's gleam,
For sons of the Mother, living the dream.
Brave sons, with vows held fast,
Walk the path of virtue, meant to last.
Onward, ever onward, with hearts ablaze,
Through sunlit fields and shadowed haze.
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
