Bangalore, the city of joy I have seen you with my little soul And you know I how I touched you Like the lily according to my sweetwill in the moonlit night. Bangalore, on this day of twentythird February two thousand twelve I submitted my security with you That would enlightened the world with honesty integrity. Bangalore, take care of my little soul And enable him to acquirred victory That is as white as milk of the Kali And Alok and Gyana touched my feet And I am astonished till returned.