Aao Bachchon Tumhen Dikhaein Lyrics

Aao bachchon tumhein dikhaayen jhanki hindustan ki
Is mitti se tilak karo ye dharti hai balidaan ki
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Uttar mein rakhvaali karta parvatraaj viraat hai
Dakshin mein charnon ko dhota saagar ka samraat hai
Jamuna ji ke tat ko dekho ganga ka ye ghat hai
Baat-baat mein haat-haat mein yaha nirala thaath hai
Dekho ye tasveeren apne gaurav ki abhiman ki
Is mitti se tilak karo ye dharti hain balidaan ki
Vande maataram, vande maataram

Ye hain apna raajpootaana naaz ise talvaaron pe
Isne sara jeevan kaata barchhi teer kataaron pe
Ye prataap ka watan pala hain aazaadi ke naaron pe
Kood padi thi yaha hazaaron padminiyaan angaaron pe
Bol rahi hai kan kan se kurbaani rajsathan ki
Is mitti se tilak karo ye dharti hai balidaan ki
Vande maataram, vande maataram

Dekho mulk maraathon ka yeh yaha shivaaji dola tha
Mughlon ki takat ko jisne talvaaron pe tola tha
Har parvat pe aag jali thi har patthar ek shola tha
Boli har-har mahadev ki bachcha-bachcha bola tha
Sher shivaaji ne rakhi thi laaj hamaari shaan ki
Is mitti se tilak karo ye dharti hai balidaan ki
Vande maataram, vande maataram

Jaliyaanvaala baag ye dekho yahi chali thi goliyan
Ye mat poochho kisne kheyli yaha khoon ki holiyaan
Ek taraf bandooken dan dan ek taraf thi toliyaan
Marnevaale bol rahe the inkalaab ki boliyaan
Yaha laga di bahnon ne bhi baaji apni jaan ki
Is mitti se tilak karo ye dharti hai balidaan ki
Vande maataram, vande maataram

Ye dekho bangal yaha ka har chappa hariyaala hai
Yaha ka bachcha-bachcha apne desh pe marnevaala hai
Dhaala hai isko bijali ne bhoochaalon ne paala hai
Mutthi mein toofaan bandha hai aur praan mein jwala hai
Janmabhoomi hai yahi hamaare veer subhaash mahaan ki
Is mitti se tilak karo ye dharti hai balidaan ki
Vande maataram, vande maataram

Come children, let me show you a glimpse of India.
Do Tilak with this soil, this is the land of sacrifice
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram
Virata, the mountain king, guards the north
The emperor of the ocean washes the feet in the south.
Look at the banks of Jamuna, this is the ghat of Ganga.
There is unique chic here in Baat-Baat and Haat-Haat.
Look at these pictures of your pride and pride
Apply tilak with this soil, this is the land of sacrifice
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram

This is our Rajputana pride, it is on swords
He spent his whole life on spears and arrows.
This country of Pratap grew up on the slogans of freedom.
Thousands of Padminis had jumped on the embers here.
Rajasthan's sacrifice is speaking from every corner
Do Tilak with this soil, this is the land of sacrifice
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram

Look, this country of Marathas was Shivaji Dola.
Who weighed the power of the Mughals on swords
Every mountain was on fire; every stone was a flame.
Har-har Mahadev's child-child said
Sher Shivaji had kept the shame of our honor
Do Tilak with this soil, this is the land of sacrifice
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram

Look at Jallianwala Bagh, this is where the bullets were fired.
Don't ask who played bloody Holi here
On one side there were guns and on the other side there were groups.
The dying were speaking the language of revolution
The sisters also risked their lives here
Do Tilak with this soil, this is the land of sacrifice
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram

Look at Bengal, every corner of this place is green.
Every child here is going to die for his country.
It has been molded by lightning and nurtured by earthquakes
There is a storm in my fist and a flame in my soul.
This is the birthplace of our brave Subhash Mahan.
Do Tilak with this soil, this is the land of sacrifice
Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram