You kill, maim and mutilate us
And, call it jihad and holy war.
This is not our religion
Our religion is of peace.
Sword is always with us
But it's for show of force and in its sheath.
This is madness and savagery
Inhuman and barbarian streak.
You make us orphans and widows.
You make us cry, wail and weep.
We're men and women of principles
Intellect, idealism and courage.
Patient, brave and fearless warriors
Like Maharana Pratap, Shivaji and Subhas Chandra Bose.
Don't you remember what happened in Kargil
How'd you forget such shameful and humiliating defeat.
Don't provoke us anymore
We're tigers asleep.
And, call it jihad and holy war.
This is not our religion
Our religion is of peace.
Sword is always with us
But it's for show of force and in its sheath.
This is madness and savagery
Inhuman and barbarian streak.
You make us orphans and widows.
You make us cry, wail and weep.
We're men and women of principles
Intellect, idealism and courage.
Patient, brave and fearless warriors
Like Maharana Pratap, Shivaji and Subhas Chandra Bose.
Don't you remember what happened in Kargil
How'd you forget such shameful and humiliating defeat.
Don't provoke us anymore
We're tigers asleep.
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