My Punjab, My Punjab
My Punjab, My Punjab
Fields are dressed in mustard’s golden hue,
Strong sons of this soil are brave and true.
The drums and the dhol beat with pride, none can outmatch,
My Punjab, My Punjab
My Punjab, My Punjab.
Hard work lives in every soul,
This sacred land is rich and whole.
Without your tale, the book of India feels half,
My Punjab, My Punjab
My Punjab, My Punjab.
From Guru’s voice each corner rings,
The soil of Punjab pure gold it brings.
Its air is fragrant, its waters sweet as sap,
My Punjab, My Punjab
My Punjab, My Punjab.
The Sutlej flows, it sings along,
Spreading brotherhood, a timeless song.
Brave soldiers guard with pride and mustache tall,
My Punjab, My Punjab
My Punjab, My Punjab.
7.05pm 9 September 2025
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