The day when saw I the face of Mao,
I could not sleep that day
So nervous had been I
On seeing the picture of Mao Zedong that night
My boss, your boss, yes boss
My Boss
I salute you, sir, salute you
So disturbed had I been
At my first meeting with you,
Meeting you for the first time, sire
A Red from the Red Fort
Marching with the Red Brigade
And the Red Bands
And the Comrades and Cadres holding demonstrations
As per the party programme,
Their agenda and delegations.
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