Tandin Gyeltshen 12 Commerce

 Mother land

In fields of emerald green, my motherland sleeps,

Where rivers weave tales and mountains stand steep.

Underneath the azure sky's gentle sweep,

Her beauty and grace, forever to keep.

In every whisper of the wind, her voice resounds,

In every bloom of flower, her love surrounds.

Her soil, rich with stories, ancient and profound,

A tapestry of cultures, in harmony bound.

Through wars and strife, she stood tall and strong,

Her resilience, a testament, to which we belong.

In her embrace, we find solace, where we belong,

Her spirit, our guide, through right and wrong.

Oh, motherland, your essence pure and true,

In every sunrise, in every dew.

We sing your praises, in skies of blue,

For you, dear motherland, our hearts renew.

With every step, we tread on hallowed ground,

For in you, dear motherland, our dreams are found.

In your embrace, our roots forever bound,

Oh, motherland, in you, our love resounds.