He’ll never die,
In our hearts he lie.
Winning 13 battels on and on,
He gave everyone a strong reply.
He found Sikhism,
He was the true meaning of idealism.
He’ll never die,
In our heart he lie.
He’ll never die,
In our hearts he lie.
He always went sky high,
He never said anyone goodbye,
He is still in our heart.
A dark night came,
And do you know everything stood lame.
Soon his photo wore a garland,
He was killed by Aurangzeb.
~Indrani choudhary~
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