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Vijayi Bhava (From "Manikarnika - The Queen Of Jhansi")

तिनका-तिनका था हमने सँवारा
अपनी वो माटी और घर-बारा

लुट रहा ये चमन
अपना वतन आँखों से अपनी
लुट रहा ये चमन
अपना वतन आँखों से अपनी

संकल्प बोल के हम तो निकल पड़े
हर द्वार खोल के

गगन कहे, "विजयी भवः"
विजयी भवः
गगन कहे, "विजयी भवः"

अब लपट-लपट का तार बने, और अग्नि सितार बने
अब चलें आँधियाँ सनन-सनन, गूँजें जयकार बनें
हर नैन-नैन में ज्वाला हो, हर हृदय-हृदय में भाला हो
हर क़दम-क़दम में सेना की सच्ची ललकार बने
अब पटक-पटक अंगारों को उड़ता चिंगार बने

है रात की सुरंग, भटकी है रोशनी
है छटपटा रही रोशनी

गगन कहे, "विजयी भवः"

सौंधी-सौंधी मिट्टी बारूदी हो गई, बावरे
(ओ-आ), भोली सी तेरी बाँसुरी खो गई, साँवरे

घायल है तेरा जल, तू नदी है, राह बदल
पानी कुलबुला रहा है कल-कल-कल
तू निकल, तू निकल

माटी ने तेरी आज पुकारा
धरती ये पूछे बारंबारा

लुट रहा ये चमन
तेरा वतन आँखों से अपनी
लुट रहा ये चमन
तेरा वतन आँखों से अपनी

संकल्प बोल के हम तो निकल पड़े
हर द्वार खोल के

गगन कहे, "विजयी भवः"
गगन कहे, "विजयी भवः"
हो, विजयी भवः

Vijayi Bhava (From "Manikarnika - The Queen Of Jhansi") - Victorious Be (From "Manikarnika - The Queen of Jhansi")

Bit by bit, I nurtured and cherished,
Our land and home, so dearly loved and nourished.

This garden is being plundered,
My homeland, before my very eyes, being sundered.
This garden is being plundered,
My homeland, before my very eyes, being sundered.

With a vow upon my lips, I set forth,
Opening every door, showing my true worth.

The heavens proclaim, "Victorious be,"
Victorious be.
The heavens proclaim, "Victorious be."

Now let flames weave a vibrant tapestry, a fiery sitar's melody,
Let the winds howl and swirl, carrying our victory's cry,
Let every eye blaze with fire, every heart a spear so dire,
Let every step echo the true war cry of our valiant army nigh,
Now let the embers ignite, becoming sparks in flight.

Through the dark tunnel of night, light struggles to ignite,
It flickers and fights.

The heavens proclaim, "Victorious be."

The fragrant earth has turned to gunpowder, my dear,
(Oh), your innocent flute is lost, I fear.

Your water is wounded, you are the river, change your course,
The water churns and boils with a forceful source,
Break free, break through, my love, with all your force.

The earth has called to you this day,
The land asks again and again, come what may.

This garden is being plundered,
Your homeland, before your very eyes, being sundered.
This garden is being plundered,
Your homeland, before your very eyes, being sundered.

With a vow upon my lips, I set forth,
Opening every door, showing my true worth.

The heavens proclaim, "Victorious be,"
The heavens proclaim, "Victorious be,"
Oh, victorious be.