The moon is white
The sun is bright
The land is pure
the Holy cure
The spirits are high
the rookie thigh
The head is gone
The soul is prone
The nation sleeps
The eyes so weeps
There must be an end
For change of trend
I see a dream
And i feel the skies
For us to fly
And things will change
For good they range
And so i wish
The same i pray
O mighty Lord!
Do give us strength
For that’s the blend
For us to bend
So help us rise
And make us fly
To catch the sky
And foes to defy
And that’s my wish
That’s all i pray.
Khan Elie Gohar Durrani


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