Standing amidst the sky,
Shining with a glow,
Our tricolor flies high,
Moving amidst the flow.
Winds are taking a new turn,
Waves are rising high,
India’s just turned 60;
A new born, still soaring so high.
Grace keeps it warm.
Proud makes it glow.
Today saffron, green and white
Are shining with a new light.
Love and warmth still surround us.
Pride keeps us high.
Making us proud everywhere,
INDIA is flying really high.
Growing each decade,
And still moving so far,
India is no more a kid,
Buts just turned a SOOPERSTAR.
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