Listen O! devotees of terror,
The priest of fear, distress and weeping.
Do you know
Those who have the ability to destroy your terror's empire, the eater of your terror's empire.
Such a brave warrior and a brave soldier is the border guard of my border.

Do not you understand me, Iraq, Iran,
My name is India great.
Which you will hit me with,
Your life will not escape.

Based on the principle of "live and live"
Do not destroy my dignity or you
Otherwise, for the sake of your terror's empire,
I will be very fierce.

Do not force your apocalypse to become destructive in the moment.
Oh, you too are somewhere in the world,
Make your humanity alive.
And end the fear of this terror forever - forever.
Jai Hind Jai Bharat

Murari Lal
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