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Pallab Bandopadhyay

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Pallab Bandopadhyay

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My Love, My Country

My Love, My Country

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I touch the soil on my forehead

Of the country, which I was born. 

The sweet wind nurtures my childhood. 

I glut my hunger with its corn. 


Ample green fields of my country

Is my playground. 

I lie down on it 

To get the peace of surround. 


Unity in diversity one can find

Only here, in our motherland.

Different languages are spoken

But it shows the same stand.


Culture is our soul of us.

It is worshipped from the heart.

We respect others with decent views.

We never learn to make others hurt.


East to West, North to South

The terrain is different but the soul is the same. 

In the North stand hills, in the South seas lie. 

India firmly incises in the Universe her name. 


If problems come to hit us somehow. 

We solve by our inner strength. 

The largest democracy in the world.

India has in every place an unending length. 


'Welcome' we greet as we meet other. 

Humanity is our treasure, we possess it. 

We are reached in this field. 

Nobody, never make us split. 


"Mile Sur Mera Tumhara"

We sing all together. 

Want to see Heaven, 

It is here, only here. 


ଏହି ବିଷୟବସ୍ତୁକୁ ମୂଲ୍ୟାଙ୍କନ କରନ୍ତୁ
ଲଗ୍ ଇନ୍

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