The Indian Anthem
|The best land in the world is our India;|
We are its nightingales; this is our garden.
|If we are in exile, our heart resides in our homeland.|
Understand that we are also where our heart is.
|That is the highest mountain, the neighbour of the sky;|
It is our sentry; it is our watchman.
|In its lap play thousands of streams,|
And the gardens that flourish because of them are the envy of Paradise.
|Oh, waters of the river Ganges! Do you remember those days?|
Those days when our caravan halted on your bank?
|Religion does not teach us to be enemies with each other:|
We are Indians, our homeland is our India.
|Greece, Egypt and Byzantium have all been erased from the world.|
But our fame and banner still remain.
|It is something to be proud of that our existence is never erased,|
Though the passing of time for centuries has always been our enemy.
|Iqbal! No-one in this world has ever known your secret.|
Does anyone know the pain I feel inside me?
Translated by: D.J. Matthews