This is the land so fair,
Of people who dare
To love and to embrace,
Tunes and hues of every race.
I wait for every spring,
To watch happiness grow colourful wings,
The petrichor after the rains,
Weaving humans in a love chain.
In my country, everyday is a festival,
And we glow in pride of our lineage so ancestral,
This country I would choose over hundred others,
'Cause illimitable is my affection for my sisters and brothers.