Regimental song of 45th Cavalry

Regimental song of 45th Cavalry

Our India is the best

amongst the countries of the world

we are nightingales and it is our garden

The highest mountain - lofty as the

skies - is our sentinel and our guard

In the lap of this garden - our country -

a thousand rivers play and make it the envy of paradise

Most civilizations of old have vanished from the earth

but ours has continued to this day

There is something that makes us immortal

despite the age - old hostility of the universe