Shastri Lalbahadur,
As soft as butter,
But as hard as steel.
He was/is for peace,
But march forward in war.
He won/win the hearts
Of farmers and also
That of soldiers.
Shastri Lalbahadur,
Knew well we are all
In the theater and
We are to play our parts
To save others.
Individual identity has
Nothing to do,
But to establish the truth.
Truth is our land,
Truth is our sovereignty,
Truth is we are free,
And free to do anything
For all welfare.
Each man is the ambassador
Of peace and each one
Reflects his own eyes.
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