It twirls, it swirls and it flutters high -
my motherland, my pride beneath the sky.
The dream, the struggle, the rage and pain -
is what made lions out of common men.
my motherland, my pride beneath the sky.
The dream, the struggle, the rage and pain -
is what made lions out of common men.
This water, stones, wind and earth -
the essence of freedom that took birth.
PRASENJIT©2025
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