ho panghat syu paani bhar laayi
ya garvili panhaari
jhukano kade naa jaane ya
maru dharti ki naari
ho panghat syu paani bhar laayi
ya garvili panhaari
jhukano kade naa jaane ya
maru dharti ki naari
panghat syu paani bhar laayi
ya garvili panhaari

baadal to bin bhed bhaav saari dharti ko seenche
baadal to bin bhed bhaav saari dharti ko seenche
paani me bhi unch nich ki log lakiro khincho
par ye murat himmat ri duniya se kabhi naa haari
panghat syu are panghat syu paani bhar laayi
ya garvili panhaari

chaahe parvat rasta roke bhale bawandar aaye
chaahe parvat rasta roke bhale bawandar aaye
par ye paanidaar hatili pinchhe paanv naa laaye
nayi jash ki chamke iske aankho me chingaari
panghat syu are panghat syu paani bhar laayi
ya garvili panhaari

kudarat ka amrit hai retile tilo me paani
kudarat ka amrit hai retile tilo me paani
paani izzat paani nemat panihaari ye jaani
chhalkaati jo thi matko se mehanat ki ujiyaari
panghat syu are panghat syu paani bhar laayi
ya garvili panhaari
jhukano kade naa jaane ya
maru dharti ki naari
ya garvili panhaari

From the wellspring, she draws the water,
This proud water-bearer, a sight to behold.
She knows no yielding, this desert daughter,
A spirit untamed, a story to be told.
From the wellspring, she draws the water,
This proud water-bearer, brave and bold.
She knows no yielding, this desert daughter,
Her spirit enduring, her story unfolds.
From the wellspring, she draws the water,
This proud water-bearer, a sight to behold.

Clouds bestow their bounty, on lands far and wide,
Clouds embrace all, with no divide.
Yet in water, lines of division they trace,
While she, a fortress of courage, finds her place.
From the wellspring, from the wellspring, she draws the water,
This proud water-bearer, a resilient grace.

Though mountains may rise, and storms may ignite,
Though mountains obstruct, and tempests take flight,
Her resolve unwavering, she won't retreat,
In her eyes, a new fervor, a fiery heat.
From the wellspring, from the wellspring, she draws the water,
This proud water-bearer, standing complete.

Nature's elixir, in the dunes it resides,
Nature's own nectar, where life now abides.
Water is honor, water is grace,
The water-bearer knows, in this desolate space.
From her vessels, her toil, a luminescence,
From the wellspring, behold! she draws water with presence.
This proud water-bearer, a luminous trace.
She knows no yielding, this desert daughter,
Her pride unwavering, forever to embrace.
This proud water-bearer, in her rightful place.