When terrorists attacked Uri,
on a day in September,
We showed them our fury,
that they’ll always remember.
The State of Kashmir is ours,
Don’t worry terrorists, we’ll soon put you behind bars.
While the terrorist is a coward,
it is our soldiers who need to be flowered.
To our Jawaans, here is a salute,
your efforts have borne fruit,
as our patriotism that day grew,
just out of the blue.
Bharat’s northernmost state,
Will always be within our gate.
There may be hundreds of them – the
death,
But we’ll keep fighting till our last breath.
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