Strive... I will
I am born to breathe the air of love
My land is a gift from heavens above
I am an Indian, being so my birthright
And I see a future for my land, bright
I remember the blood shed, thoughts fed
Salute the heroes, the mothers who fed
I adore the paths the fighters did tread
My heart bears them, they are never dead
My right to live, to speak with no dread
I have more rights, my country has said
But I have my duties too, and I have read
To do all that I can, more than what's said
The land of knowledge, the land of peace
Where I want the vision to be seen with ease
Gurudev's vision for my land will not cease
Striving for more, growth, wealth, and peace
Break down the narrow domestic walls, I will
With a religion of love, let's move uphill
I have the wings of fire spread, burning still
Strive... with all heart and soul, I will...
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