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INDIA IS LOVE
India is love It's the music of jains Singing like a lullabye at twilight As the sweet aroma of embers burns at dusk
It's the soft pink of the rising sun It's the bell like solo of a nun in the quiet of a prayer hall
It's a gentle breeze that sounds through chimes And cascades down mountains It's knowing that those who have departed Live on in the light of love
It's friendship and beauty Tears and laughter Resonating in temples, fragrant as a rose
It soars above us And shines down as starlít nights And candlelit streets
It's lenowing that Mahavir lives in our heart And that we are loved whomever we are Wherever we are And at every turn in time
