Hindustan where we stopped to rest our tired caravan
Hindustan where the painted peacock proudly spread his fan
Hindustan where the purple sunbird flashed across the sand
Hindustan where I met her and the world began
Lyrics by Oliver Wallace and Harold Weeks.
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