dilli se aaya bhai tingu dilli se aaya bhai tingu
tingu ka bhai chingu aur uska bhai shingu shingu
dilli se aaya bhai tingu

tingu tha jara patla patla chingu tha jara chota chota
shingu tha jara mota mota
tino the pakke yaar yaar pakke yaar
tino the pakke yaar yaar pakke yaar
dhobhi darzi or luhaar
mare hai ding ding dingu
dilli se aaya bhai tingu

tino nikle maal road par
matak matak kar chalte the
tino nikle maal road par
matak matak kar chalte the
rama panv patak kar chalte the
rama panv patak kar chalte the
matak matak kar matak kar
panv patak kar patak kar
hatho me dale hath phirte the sath sath
hatho me dale hath phirte the sath sath
gate the ye bat hindustan hamara hai
ye sab duniya se nyaara hai
hindu musalim sikh isaai sab ki ankh ka tara hai

dilli se aaya bhai tingu dilli se aaya bhai tingu
tingu ka bhai chingu aur uska bhai shingu shingu
dilli se aaya bhai tingu

From Delhi came, brother Tingu, from Delhi he came,
Tingu's brother Chingu, and Shingu, his kin, the same,
From Delhi came, brother Tingu.

Tingu, a slender reed in the breeze,
Chingu, a sprout reaching for trees,
Shingu, a mountain, at ease.
Three friends entwined, a bond so true,
Three friends entwined, the loyal few,
Like washerman, tailor, and blacksmith anew.
They swaggered and preened, this triumphant crew,
From Delhi came, brother Tingu.

Down the Mall Road, they strolled with grace,
Each step a rhythm, each glance a chase,
Down the Mall Road, at their own pace.
Ram's feet beat a drum on the ground,
Ram's feet beat a drum, the joyful sound,
A swagger and stomp, where joy is found,
Arms entwined, a circle profound,
Singing a song, the world around:
"India, our haven, a radiant crown,
Unique in the world, renowned,
Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, Christian, all,
Beloved by all, answering freedom's call."

From Delhi came, brother Tingu, from Delhi he came,
Tingu's brother Chingu, and Shingu, his kin, the same,
From Delhi came, brother Tingu.