One life. One family. One love. One time. One, just one;
I owe it all to them, for all that they’ve done.
A time when the Nation was beyond all desire,
bravery faced bullets, and stories of virtuous queens raged like burning pyre.
Men, women, children who gave it all, in the face of a Raj that stood strong and tall....
They were tortured and tormented, and threatened so Dyre,
it appeared that the sun would never set on the empire.
Yet, they fought, weathered the onslaught and brought the invincible to a naught.
One life. One family. One love. One time. One, just one;
They gave it all for me; but see, O see, what have I done.