Geet Ganga

chandan hai is desh kee maaTee, tapo bhoomi har graam hai
har baalaa devee kee pratimaa, bacchaa bacchaa raam hai

har shareer mandir saa paavan, har maanav upkaari hai
jahaan siňha ban gaye khilaune, gaay jahaaň maa pyaari hai
jahaaň savera shankh bajaataa, loree gaatee shaam hai

jahaaň karma se bhaagya badaltaa shrama nishThaa kalyaaNee hai
tyaag aur tap kee gaathaayeň, gaatee kavi kee vaanee hai
gnyaan jahaaň kaa gangaa jal saa, nirmal hai aviraam hai

jis ke sainik samar-bhoomi me, gaayaa karate geetaa hai
jahaaň khet me hal ke neeche, khelaa karati seetaa hai
jeevan kaa aadarsh jahaaň par, parameshvar kaa dhaam hai

Meaning
The soil of this country (Bhaarat) is like ‘chandan’, each village a ‘land of penance’. Each girl is an image of a Devi while each boy is ‘Ram’.

Each body is like a sacred mandir, every person benevolent, where lions became toys (the story of the little prince Bharat, who out of curiosity dared to open the jaw of a lion to count the teeth) and a cow is worshipped as a beloved mother. Here, dawn blows the ‘shankh’ every morning and dusk sings lullaby every evening.

Where one’s fortune is shaped through one’s actions, dedication to work is one’s sacred duty. Where the poets sing the saga of sacrifice and penance. The knowledge and wisdom of this land is like the water of Ganga - pure and perennial.
Whose soldiers chant the holy Bhagavad Geeta in the battlefield. Where, in a field, Seeta was found playing under a plough. Where the goal of human life is nothing less than God-realisation.