I was born on the soil where the Earth is kind,
Where love and joy are easy to find.
The soil is so rich and pure,
It holds my past and makes me strong.
I carry dreams inside my heart,
And Pakistan is where they start.
Every step I take, I carry my pride,
My flag my stories my hidden flame.
Green and white are more than colors,
“It holds” my dream like no other.
With words I write and hope I see,
Pakistan walks ahead with me.
For Pakistan is where I stand,
With stars above and soil in hand.
No matter how far I may fly,
I will stay connected-from soil to sky.