Song of My Nation

Song I hear Bharat Mata singing, the diverse hymns I hear;
The farmer singing his, as he tills his fields,
The student singing his, as he turns the pages;
The soldier sings him, as he flutters his guns.

Ask not, what you can get from your Mother Land:
Ask yourself, what you can give to your Mother Land.
What together we can do to fortify our Mother Land,
Give the blaze that can enlighten our Mother Land.

Everything belongs to the Mother Land,
Nothing belongs to you and anyone.
Have deep introspection to unite Mother Bharat,
Charter a new course in the destiny of Mother Bharat.

Freedom in India is not truly free;
Remember those, died for our freedom;
Wipeout ignorants, freeloaders and corrupts;
Give best to preserve this freedom, treasure.

These are ideas of sages in all ages and lands,
Motherland is as much yours as mine,
Numberless nameless heroes sacrificed,
Equal to the greatest heroes sung and praised.

You are nothing, I am nothing;
If there is any tide, cross the tide to fill nothingness;
This grass that grows has a purpose;
Like the common area that bathes Bharat Mata.

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