We are the off springs of the brave-hearts
Who lost their all time and again, only to
Bounce back from their ashes over and over
Built it all over…again and again
We are the descendants of the die-hards, who were
Incessantly chained by shackles of foreign rule.
Twisted and bent by years upon years of slavery
Their dignity crushed as they took the beating
We are inheritors of the DNA of the brave blood
That ran in the veins of our folks who never gave in
Gave their lives instead, never bowed their heads
Shook the imperial rule, reclaimed their lost esteem
We are the lineage of the fighters of non-violent wars
Of pacifists who freed our precious motherland, and kept
Our glorious nation and heritage alive, and we can
Never ever thank them enough, for giving us this free life
We are the living testimony, as we carry in our hearts
All the gory details of the grim tales, narrated to us
First hand, by all the scarred souls who had survived.
Now time to pass this heroic story…to our oncoming tribes
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