“What is the leaf in your armour, my brother?”

Like a leaf, So’s my life:

Budding forth in my spring:

“lost in the numberless foliage of summer,

Giving greatness and strength

To the mighty chinar”

“Little yet great is my life like, a leaf.

Swept away by the wind

“In the fall-who knows where?”

“What is the round in your armour, my brother?”

And the gold lines within

Rising up to the light?”

These are the shapes of our letters and learning

“Of the search of our mind

For who’s beauty and truth”

“Circle and sine make science and its ways

“Move the world and its wheels

Work our factories and fields”

Therefore, “In toil we shall Flourish”, Oh brothers

As the leaf provides food

And fresh air to the worlds

We too spread life and new strength all around us

Doing humbly our task

To seek Knowledge and light,

Little yet great is my life, like a leaf,

Giving glory and strength

To a mighty chinar.