India my motherland
India is my motherland
It's where my story began
I'll live for it I'll cry for it
It'll be a great honor if I die for it
I'm a citizens who enjoys life
But think about those soldiers
Away from home mother
Children and wife
I often become hotheaded
When I see a poor mother cry
she has lost her son forever
And could never say her last goodbye
These soldiers inspire me
To take a plunge and
Do something for my country
Like those brave bharat maa's sons
My head is held high
My mind is without fear
Because I know
For my safety someone is there
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