Long Live, Brave Hearts

Sons of Abraham and daughters of Sarah,
Your hearts are brave and your minds, steel.
You're not afraid of raining bullets
Nor are you terrified of incoming mortars.
When enemies come forward, you don't retreat,
All because you don't want history to repeat.
You don't mind shedding blood
If its for your nation you must cut.
You are terrific Heroes and Heroines,
Whose names shall live and last and so on.
Our book has a prologue like every other story,
But our epilogue, nobody knows.
Not me, not you, not a single soul.
Victory is a prize targeted by all
But only time will tell who deserves it at all.
We have seen great leaders of the nation,
But greater leaders are patriots and martyrs.
We'll march and march, to the very last line
We'll see to each and every bit of this with time.
Soon, when our nation go down in the book of history,
People all over the world will know about our story.