This is my holy land, This is my home
The sand that i stand on is gold

The air that i breathe when i was born
This is where i wold grow old

Ra ra ri ra ra ri ra……..

People walkin on a cold winter noon,
the breeze that is blowing is sweet

The birds in the skies n smell of fresh air
Children flyin kites in the streets

Ra ra ri ra ra ri ra……..

chorus

This is my.. this is my.. This is my India…..
This is my.. this is my.. This is my home