Hotfix - Desh Mere (feat. RockBeat, Shockwave, Soul Midwest, Emj, Wesboy & Damneet S Jolly) Lyrics

Desh mere... tujhpe main kurbaan...
Mar bhi jao main lekin... tute nahi mera imaan

Sone ki chidiya bharat india hindustaan
Aawam se mila hai isse pyaar se anaik naam...
Shunya (zero) ki khoj,ayurved puraan...
Deke duniya ko paya isne sabse ucha sthaan...
Yeh jo desh ki kahani hai, purani hai... ruhani(spiritual) hai...
Janta ki zabani hai... aaj jo sunani hai...
Ha toh kar le kaan saaf... bhul maaf...
Behisaab gaur alfaaz pe... ab shuru akashvani(gets deliverd only once) hai...

Ask yourself, have you ever thanked a soldier?
Bullets weavin' them, but their arms still hold ya
Sleepin with guns sleepin on their chest
They are artists forced to paint this world red
Breathing life in mumbai, 26-11 faded
Are they fighting the hate just to get hated?
Been a year, oblivious of what his son looks like
Arctic tornados, dispensing a good fight
Implanted in despair, insensate world kashmir's ice fed up of soaking the blood
Bullets witnessed, death tapped on his shoulder, little girl back-home makin' the "welcome-home" poster
Dying in wars that lead no where,tri-colour sobbin' for hero's death
Last second on the scope, they made it, envisioning our soldier's life, my soul says greatness

Being in the center, we are never self guarded,
This is happening for us, but we never thought about it
Painting the world? But what's the point of it?
We disgraced the route when we sought the target
Expansion of nations, reaching out to farther markets
Selling gold, for purchasing some killing gadgets
Killing your own son, to be the winning parent
Stumbled upon the thought, that this world is losing balance
How can you save the women, if you are afraid yourself?
Some get raped as children, and you debate on this
Give large speeches, just to reclaim your seat
I can see my sisters, as a fetus, killed

Vande vande vande mataram
Vande vande vande mataram
Vande vande vande mataram

Satta ke pujari ye nikle desh ko bechne
Janta bhi gulam jaise lagi ghutne tekne
Sadhuo ke bhes mai rakshas hai chupe yaha
Jitenge hum kaise ha? Pragati ki race yeah

Bhaarat maa ka aanchal dekho dangose aaj fat gaya
Garibi ki dhaar tale kissan dekho cut gaya
Ghume yaha bekhauf gunde aur mavali
Kyunki patti bandhe insaaf aaj khud hi palat gaya

Har jagah aaj faila bhrashtachaar hai
Suraksha bhi fail puri system bekar hai
Degree hoke bhi yaha kitne berojgaar hai
Desh ki iss haalath ke hum khudd jimmedaar hai

Note leke vote deke,chot khake chod dete
Netao ko gaali deke apna mooh hum mod lete
Milte unse humko sirf mehangayi ke kaatein
Kyunki paise walein phul ye khud ke liye tod let

Sarkar ne neta maaro daayo chhe
Paatle besi lalach maa nahayo chhe...
Patlo gayo khasi,ne palti teni hasi
Sado toh ujwal pragati no saayo chhe...

Gareeb maate aansu, ne mhazab maate tyaag
Aaram haraam, kaam karsu divas raat...
Desh ne pehnavshu, safalta no taj...
Par election khatam, toh bandh paryu kaam kaaj...

Hawe kyaare hindu,kyaare muslim
Boline dabaawo chho awaj...
Khoti khokli nafrat ni deewar
Che dango ni fasaad...
Dodh arab ni aabadi, par ek sattaah no raaj?
Tame civil servant chho,aa desh chhe amaru makaan...
Gujarat, bangal, karnataka ne kashmir...
Hai ek hi maa k haath pair, dil aur seer...
But maa behen pe gaali de toh drop your bags and chase them
Pakada gaya toh
Ab laafo laatho ka do fusion..

Vande vande vande mataram
Vande vande vande mataram
Vande vande vande mataram

Jhali kiti varsha houn bharat swatantra
Shekdo gele bali,sandla lakhonni rakta
Vande mataram mhanat chadhle hasat fasavar
Gela pusla kunku aai-bahininchya kapalacha

Aaj jagto befikir, nahi kashachi kadar
'Mera bharat mahan' jhalay gadicha sticker
Thodyankadech aahe paisa, lachar zali janta
Desh chuktoy rasta, karan murkhanchi aahe satta

Pan baas jhala ata, khup jhalya bata
Aanuya badal, de haat majhya hatat
Nahi he saral, pan aapli mothiye garaj
Aaj deshala havet, donhi gandhi an tilak

Havet yashawantrao chavhan,havet abdul kalam
Tyancha jivan path, dakhven yogya vaat
Chaluya ti vaat, ghalun haatamadhe haat
Milun saare aapan, karu bharat mahan

Badlav ke hathode se musibat ki janjeer pe
Chot aiesi tu daal usko ik pal main tu cheer de...
Takdeer main thi mufat ki aazadi... Toh mil gayi...
Chukana iska karz... yeh soch rakh tu zameer main...
Ho kabil... kar hasil...
Na ab nauch... meri soch ko...
Kandhe pe tu uthale..badlav ke is bojh ko...
Na hosh kho toh josh main... fir lakashya bhi mil jaye
Jo tu badle.apne aap hindustaan badal jayega...

Vande vande vande mataram
Vande vande vande mataram
Vande vande vande mataram