Where is the cub?, they asked
In the flowing waters of Godavari
On the mountain of Praavi
In the wind of Nolnak and In the veins of Millions of Shaibu
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He dance of the rhythm of death
Not intimidated by fear
The one who master his mind will strive
The one who succumbs to it won't survive
Those who yielded without a fight bring upon themselves shame every time
Shame onto those who fail to dream and strive
For the right to dream is our birth-right
For the sake of our own lives we must act today
Do not forget the chains, break them off
Within you, is a Cub that longs to roar, free it