O Ocean, take me back to my Motherland
My soul in so much torment be! ||Dhru.||
Lapping worshipfully at my mother's feet
So always I saw you
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Tiger, croc, snake, lion, one n' all predatory
Man survives on earth by the might of weaponry
Holds Shri Ram a bow, a chakra Shri Krishna Hari
To protect the oppressed, even the Gods wield weaponry
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How did these Foreign devils
Invade your home, O Mother?
Was it, perhaps, not an invasion at first
‘Twere I who brought them thither?
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Woe is me, oh Bhagat Singh, oh
For us today to the gallows you go
Woe is me, oh Rajguru, oh!
O Brave One, battling in the national war you go!
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"Oh how you pamper them all day
Polishing them over and over.
What, are these fetters or
Ornaments of gold and silver? "
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Without beginning nor end am I, inviolable am I.
Vanquish me? In this world no such enemy is born!
Resolutely, as the Upholder of Dharma,
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Hindustan, our very own Motherland!
To us Hindus she's life and our very soul.
Magnificent holy abode she is
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Savarkar composed this poem in Ratnagiri in 1932.
Hark, O Past, O you petrified Present! Avail
The portent, the coming colossal calamity,
The Hindu Race is forging forward to fight! Hail!
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Come, O Death, come! Having set forth
To get me, gladly come you may!
Let these flowers fear to wither and die,
Let these juicy grapes dread to shrivel and die,
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To see my God in his temple
Allow me, I beseech.
Let my eyes have their fill of Him
Please, O please.
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