Dark night, dark day, this revolution sees no light
Can we say we are human if we have no humanity
We’re part of one nation, bound by one wound
The same red we bleed, the same salty tears
What can be said about India –
Is it a keeper of hearts, or just a name of a ground
Loved ones – new paths call out to you
freeing you from the suffocating narrowness of old ways
If others suffer under tryanny, our silence is consent
When did hatred surpass faith entirely
In birth, breath and death if we consider only ourselves
Can we say we are human if we lack humanity
Can we say we are human if we have no humanity
We’re part of one nation, bound by one wound
The same red we bleed, the same salty tears
What can be said about India –
Is it a keeper of hearts, or just a name of a ground
Loved ones – new paths call out to you
freeing you from the suffocating narrowness of old ways
If others suffer under tryanny, our silence is consent
When did hatred surpass faith entirely
In birth, breath and death if we consider only ourselves
Can we say we are human if we lack humanity
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