Justice

Should the moment arrive when justice falters,

And—like a Veena that has lost its strings—

Those who have lost their voice deliver the verdict,

Even the fragrant flowers shall wither!

If the hearts of the poor are soothed,

And the impartial serve as the nation's very core,

Then the spirit of liberty is savored like a feast;

For democracy to blossom in full glory,

O mind, learn to distinguish the worthy from the unworthy!