On ocean blues straining the heart muscles written was that song jana gana mana
the thuds of falling corpses when synchronized with the tunes of aeolian harp played by the cruel Lord of Death written was that song jana gana mana
when from the other shores of the Sindhu to the Southern shores of the Kaveri the waves flowed with rippling sounds of unfailing harmony written was that song jana gana mana
that song makes me ecstatic those unyielding tones of land bring me back, palm-fulls of those moment slided into the time’s swirling currents jana gana mana
let me adorn my Nation with that precious crown let me abulate my people with that nectar and let me sing aloud that anthem on the heart of the world to bring back the lost peace and harmony jana gana mana…!