The Dejected Indians head off to Sleep

So close, yet so far away now,

The trophy lies behind the glass.

Good job, Team India, take a bow,

Love surrounds you; be it gold or brass. 

For once the land comes to be One. 

Together, even in the sweltering sun. 

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