We Triumph
We Triumph, here's where we Fold, Bearing the fruits of what we molded. In thee we foresee what's ours, The Freedom struggle that we yearned for. Behold, our might is always vigilant, Unlike the past where we stumbled. For the countrymen never ceases, The trusts that we all pleases. We Triumph soaring into the heavens, Remembering the fighters that had fallen. India, yes where my heart prolonged, United despite it's diverseness and beyond. August 16 1947, was the day We Triumph. Freeing from the Abyssal premise.
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