Zalengam: Land of Freedom

In the shadows of the moon's soft glow,
A dream is born, a fervent glow,
A land of our own, where hopes can flow,
A homeland true, where dreams can grow

Across the valleys, beneath the sky,
Where echoes of freedom will never die.
With every heartbeat, a passionate sigh,
we yearn for wings, so we may fly

In the tapestry of stars above,
We weave our dreams, with boundless love,
A land where justice reigns, like a dove,
Guiding us to the land we dream of.

Through trials and tribulations, we stride,
With unwavering faith, as our guide,
In our hearts, the flame of pride,
For our homeland, where dreams reside.

So let us paint the horizon bright,
With colors of freedom, in the night,
For our dream of Zalengam, burning bright,
Shall be our beacon, in the darkest plight.