Where are you mother?

What your children doing are you least bothered?

Your children are dying resulting blood shed.

Those who kill them have surely fled.

Mother India wake up from your sorrowful sleep.

The darkest future is waiting to be lit.

We are afraid of losing our lives.

None is happy, including daughter, son and wives.

Mother India rise up through a flame!

Show your anger to the evils to blame!

There is a murder case every now and then,

White water becomes red even if there is rain,

Will you say us what mistake we did?

For which reason you are sowing,

Such an evil seed?

There is a money crisis all around you,

Because robbers thief all and protests turn blue.

Please save us mother India!

Please save us!

For we have the relation of child and mom.

Stop those people from fixing those bomb.

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