O, tyrant! br you always wish to defeat us br in every game we play br there will come a day br br When we will pull br the reins of mad winds br we will fly br the chariot of moon br accompained by stars br we will come br to take you with us br br From foggy islands br to the land of golden hopes br we will play br the same old game br with new fronts br we will bent you, br we will win!br br parveen tahirbr br