Land of ancient India
Cradle of humanity, hail
Hail! revered motherland,
Whom centuries of brutal invasions
Have not yet buried
Under the dust of oblivion.
Hail! Fatherland of faith,
Of love, of poetry and of science,
May we hail a revival of thy past
In our Western future! (Louis Jacolliot)

Land of ancient India Cradle of humanity, hail Hail! revered motherland, Whom centuries of brutal invasions Have not yet buried Under the dust of oblivion. Hail! Fatherland of faith, Of love, of poetry and of science, May we hail a revival of thy past In our Western future!

Louis Jacolliot

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