That Saffron Colour Of The Sky,
In The Midst Of Day And Night.
Where Birds With Freedom Fly,
Promise Of A New Light.
The Snow Covered Mountains In White,
An Overly Beautiful Sight,
The Gliding Blue River,
Of Whose Beauty There Is No Price,
The Dense Forest In Green,
Are The Home Of A Diversity,
Where A Variety Of Animals Breed,
And Give The Message Of All Prosperity.
All Thease Boons.
Constitute A Flag Of Glory,
Where Floweres Of Happiness Blooms,
Can Be None Other Than My Beloved Country.
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