[Intro]
Drops of light, and the swords and knives,
Turned the waters red,
Brings the joy of death to me.

[Verse]
Cry out, the poison gas has bled all our eyes out,
The deafening noise, to get wat we came for.
Lie down, the cotten of riches were all up in flames,
In her name.

[Chorus]
The cry of the child of land has been heard,
Their right to attain it.
The stars of the sky, outshines dark clouds,
Free from its flickering shadow.

[Verse]
Power!
Power to stand still the darkness of fear holds our hearts,
The salt to retain, the flag to be slain.
Liberation!
The joy of her mother givin birth to her lamb,
Its tranquility, the serenity.

[Chorus]
The cry of the child of land has been heard,
Their right to attain it.
The stars of the sky, outshines dark clouds,
Free from its flickerin shadow.

[Classical Raga]