Treasure Island

Dr. Yogesh Sharma

(1-7-1959 / india)


Put up a spray of Anna spirit,
Put in multi colors of love,
Whip up the thuds ‘till thieves hear it;
Chant out to those you love.

Anna-mas, Anna-mas, must fill the nation,
Run with Anna without fear,
Anna, Anna, you raise passion,
Wipe out corruption for all the year.

Pitch up a pulp of added magic,
Lob in a lot of courage and love;
Let us glow with honest logic,
Chase out the rogues seated, above.

For the people Anna is, too;
By the people Anna is, getting good;
Of the people Anna, nation beg you;
Please act tough, you would,

Get up and fight in Anna color,
Get in a grab of a soldier,
Set up and demonstrate the spark valor,
Boot out the corrupt vulture.

Hark, hark, you can glimpse it;
Peoples’ will everywhere,
Hark, hark, you can accomplish it;
Swell it out and share.

Put up a spray of Anna spirit,
Put in a rush of love
Stir up the sounds ‘till all can hear it
Chant out for your nation, you love.

Anna, Anna, you can free me,
Off Corruption and fear,
Anna, Anna, you fulfill my,
Spirit for all the year.

Submitted: Thursday, December 29, 2011

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