To the millions of heart,
Waiting for their turn.
For centuries they wait,
To fight the enemy they burn every year,
Giving you, the young blood, the push,
To hold your head high,
Coz your time has arrived.
Followed with your young blood,
As nation gets it’s spirit of nationalism,
It’s time.
Rise, Shine, this is your time,
Show the world you not divided,
Show your enemy,
When it comes to your motherland,
You are ONE.
I can feel the wind of change,
Let your youth not go waste,
Rise, Shine, this is your time,
As I see the wind of change,
Nation gets ready to embrace it,
After years of laying dormant,
Nation rises
With the rise of nationalism.
Jai Hind.
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