the time you set your feet on the warfront
you are no one's son
you are no one's brother
you are the heart of the nation
without thinking of yourself
to the rescue of the nation
you must fight those who are like you
but are different
just because of a simple feeling called patriotism
you fight your enemies with courage
because of which the people in the country live with peace
you play with your life
people pray for your life
if you live you are remembered
if you die you are never forgotten
you shine like a star in the sky
but still your mother does not cry
for her braveheart who died for a cause
once you step in the warfront
you are no one's son
you are no one's brother
but to the nation you sacrifice yourself
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem