Taking the gun from their arsenal Wearing the barret and jersey With the great hope on their mind Went to Whitefield to put their ply Voice from the heart of bravery Means of clearing all the way to their aim By heals changing the old clouds into black Crossing the nearest moor of their step Following the feathers of Lieutenant Obeying the map of their own heart Went for the battle of “do or die” Counting the sound of their bullets Gained the courage to take another battle Battle of the blood and merciless Hunting for a new running adversary Reimbursing the camp of rival into tranquility Bracing the flag of the winner to the sky And “Yangnas” to all the deities of their war Celebrating the mind of dauntless From the nation salutes to their effort Gathering the hands from all citizens Praying for the heart of their dauntless
If there is no education there is no journey ahead.