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Would you like to eat some nuts?
By the way, l'm Squadron Leader Veer Rratap Singh
l'm Zaara, Zaara Hayaat Khan
How beautiful my country is, this country of mine...
How beautiful my country is, this country of mine
Golden earth and blue sky
Golden earth and blue sky, every season brilliantly colored
This is what my country is like, Oh, this is what my country is like
This is what my country is like, Oh, this is what my country is like
The cuckoos cry out
The cuckoos cry out and down comes the rain
This is what my country is like, Oh, this is what my country is like
This is what my country is like, Oh, this is what my country is like
When the breezes comb through the fields of wheat
A rainbow of so many scarves goes flying
While the farm girls come to fill their pots at the well
Someone plays the flute in a sweet, soft melody, listen!
At every step, you find
At every step, you find some love story
This is what my country is like, Oh, this is what my country is like
This is what my country is like, Oh, this is what my country is like
Where children watch festivals from atop their fathers' shoulders
Festivals full of dance, spectacle, and delicious food
Here you might get a sweet dessert, there, a salty snack.
The innocent children are like dolls
And every day, their grandmothers
Every day, their grandmothers read them fairy tales
This is what my country is like, Oh, this is what my country is like
This is what my country is like, Oh, this is what my country is like
In my country, visitors are considered gods
You're made at home no matter where you come from
I've seen your country, I've gotten to know it
I've seen your country, I've gotten to know it
I don't know why, but it seems so familiar to me
The same evening, the same sort of sunrise...
The evenings and the dawns in my country
Are just like those in yours.
This is what my country's like, the same as yours...
This is what my country is like, this is what my country is like
It's just like mine, it's just like mine