Where the mind is without fear, and the head is held high,
Where knowledge is free
Where I call home, a statuette of my dreams
A country strong and voiced, a country for thee

Today students, artists and the sensibles cry of pain
Let their struggle be heard, let it not go in vain!
For the goons on the thrones, will try their might to break you
The fight to freedom is pure but the revolution is not new
The nation hold hands, stands by you in thy fight
Let the cynics and the tyrants know, they can’t kill the flame, with their criminal pride

Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action
Where the wrong knows, we can’t be divided by narrow fascist walls
Our voices can’t be silenced, our thoughts can’t be suspended

Our mind and blood are not for petty political agenda sake
Into that heaven of freedom, let my country awake!!!

- Monk with Coke