Flying high in the sky,
The pride of the nation,
Of generation and generations.
Filled with honour and glory in mind,
Stands the flag of the nation,
Known for its integration.
Back in time, in a gloomy night,
Roared in the sky, shining bright.
The mark of a nation,
Beginning of an era,
Time stood still for the history in making.
Let’s not forget the glorious mile,
Which some walked to give us a smile.
A price was paid,
To achieve this fate.
They saw a dream and fought for it,
To give us a bread with independence in it.
This air of independence,
Reminds of its dependence,
On shoulders of every genartion,
Who carry this obligation,
To take this nation on a journey ahead,
To take an extra stride,
to add to country’s pride.
Let’s join our hands and take this pledge,
To take our nation beyond the edge.
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