Sach pedh ke beej ki tarah hota hai ... jitna chahe dafna lo ... ek din bahar aa hi jaata hai

Yeh dharti banjar hoke bhi buzdil pehda nahi karti hai

Hamla ... pehla vaar lakh molachi

Minister ki nishani aur kaam gairkanooni ... phir bhi dil hai Hindustani?

Agar yeh haath gunahon ke khaatme ke liye uthe ... toh inki pakad mein sabse pehli gardan teri hogi

Tera kehar toh zehar bankar meri ragon mein daud raha hai ... jis din yeh lava phatega ... tera naam-o-nishaan tak mitta dega

Taqat, bandook ki nali se ubharti hai

Tere samne joh khada hai woh Mahatma Gandhi ka aadhar zaroor karta hai ... lekin poojta Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj ko hai

Agar Taj Mahal pyar ki nishani hai ... toh Hindustan tere baap ki kahani hai

Aasmaan ka rang aankhon mein leke utri hai ek videshi apsara ... pighal rahi hai baraf, pighal raha hai ek brahmachari ka dil zara zara ... kahin aisa toh nahi ki saawan ke andhe ko dikhta ho sab hara hara

Chhot dil par lagi thi aur dard ka sailaab ragon mein umad raha tha

Abhe ujade bazaar ki bhujti hui agarbatti

Jaise pyar ko paane ke liye junoon zaroori hota hai ... pyar ko nibhane ke liye bhi ek junoon zaroori hota hai

Smile aaisa ki hosh uda de ... style aaisa ki band bajaa de ... ek baar pyar se dekh le toh, phir kuch aur dikhai na de

Jism ki numaish paschim ki ada hai ... sharm Hindustan ka gehna

Century banane ke liye shuruvat pehle run se karni padti hai

Ghulam ki toh na marzi hai apni, na angootha

Maratha sirf do hi baat jaanta hai ... maarna ya marna

Baar baar vaar karoonga uspar aur har vaar mein usse til til maroonga

Yahan koi aa nahi sakta ... aur agar aa jaye toh apni marzi se jaa nahi sakta