Aao Milkar aazadi ka jashn manayen ham
Jhanda tiranga pyara sa laharyen ham
Parv ye azadi ka mila hai hame yekaise bhul jayen ham
Badi mushkilon or mashakkat ke bad paya hai sunahara ye avasar hamne
.apne veeron ki kurbani Kaise bhul payen ham
ashrudhaara bah jaati hai jab koi beta
papa ki yad me aansu bahata hai
.dekha nahi jata jab ek suhagan
desh ke liye beva banti hai
Koi maa apne laal ki lash godi
me rakhkar roti hai
Karodo ki kurbaniyan or mehanat
ki kimat swatantrta divas ke roop
Me hamne pai hai.kar lo pran aaj ki
Abase simit swarth hetu desh ka sauda karenge na
kabhi Jo bhul kar gaye etihas me raje maharaje use naakabhi dohrayenge ham
. Yugon yugon tak apna pyara tiranga lahrayenge ham Apne pyare desh ko fir se sone ki chidiya banayenge ham.
Sat sat vandan veer sainik bhaiyad me teri sarvada mastak apna jhukayengeham
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I would like to translate this poem
Desh ki azadi ke prateek tirange jhande ki shaan ko aksunn banaye rakhne ke liye lakhob logon ki kurbaaniyon, krantikaariyon evam bahadur sainikon ke tyag v tapasya ko bhulaya nahin ja sakta. Deshbhakti ki ek sundar abhivyakti hai is kavita mein. Dhanywad, Bahan Pushpa ji.
Ji bhai aapne sahi kaha..bahut bahut dhanyvad bhai .. Sorry for late reply