January 03, 2005


When darkness dreams of light,
Strives to get out of its sight,
All the evil and pains;
When people become fighters
And reach out for the sky,
Stretching out thy arms for
All the goodness and love;
When one changes thyself,
Reflects it upon the fellow beings;
Thou country shall prosper
And will shine like the rising sun.

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