Degrees go up and then go down
With our feet jammed on the ground;
Guns barreled up and uniform on
Fighting for the country dusk to dawn.
Hours long, silent, fatal montage
Secret and hidden in camouflage.
Enemies creep out and lose their lives
Because once we're out, we're like bees out of hives.
For us comes our country first,
Patriotism is like an unquenchable thirst;
Forward march, about-turn and head held high!
May it be unbearable, won't let out a sigh!
If our country has us chosen,
We will buck up and bolden
No fear in our eyes, or mind, or heart!
Nothing in this world can tear us apart!
After all we are India's army-men,
Can face any danger full of zen.
We do this everyday and we feel proud;
To let live peacefully, the country's crowd
With our feet jammed on the ground;
Guns barreled up and uniform on
Fighting for the country dusk to dawn.
Hours long, silent, fatal montage
Secret and hidden in camouflage.
Enemies creep out and lose their lives
Because once we're out, we're like bees out of hives.
For us comes our country first,
Patriotism is like an unquenchable thirst;
Forward march, about-turn and head held high!
May it be unbearable, won't let out a sigh!
If our country has us chosen,
We will buck up and bolden
No fear in our eyes, or mind, or heart!
Nothing in this world can tear us apart!
After all we are India's army-men,
Can face any danger full of zen.
We do this everyday and we feel proud;
To let live peacefully, the country's crowd
-Chinmayee Kulkarni
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