Bow down to Mother Telangana
Touch your feet with flower canna
You have faced years of supression
Protested against Andhra's possession
Cried out of continues repression
Sobbed for loosing your impression
Of wealthiest state in Nizam's succession
Bow down to Mother Telangana
Touch your feet with flower canna
Five crores of emotions in hands
Bursted out breaking the bands
Burried for years in hearts
For seperate state started demands
Intuition of Telangana expands
Bow down to Mother Telangana
Touch your feet with flower canna
Godavari, Pranahitha, Krishna
Flooded with your tears
Cultural heritage warangal
Grieved with your blood of pain
Hyderabad tied by lethal chain
Bow down to Mother Telangana
Touch your feet with flower canna
Rajakars of Nizam
Politicians of Andhra
Sucked blood out of your breast
Disgracing your motherhoodness
Taking granted your helplessness
Bow down to Mother Telangana
Touch your feet with flower canna
Rocks of Telangana started melting
Forming furious lava of hyderabad state
From the deepest agony of masses fate
Volcano of Telangana erupted great
State formed washing out sorrow from plate
Bow down to Mother Telangana
Touch your feet with flower canna.
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