Banners over Gartok Verse 1: From the peaks of South India, where the battles ignite, Tibet's forces marched, with the dawn's first light. They took our neighbors, in a swift campaign, But little did they know, we'd rise again. Chorus: Oh, we'll hang our banners on the walls of Gartok, We'll march our armies right through their block. With every city we've reclaimed in this fight, We'll show them the power of the South's might. Verse 2: They overran our lands, four cities lost, But in the face of defeat, we counted the cost. We rallied our forces, our spirits undeterred, And with vengeance in our hearts, we struck with each word. Chorus: Oh, we'll hang our banners on the walls of Gartok, We'll march our armies right through their block. The tide has turned, we've reclaimed our home, Now to their capital, we continue to roam. Bridge: Through the fields and mountains, over rivers wide, Our strategy flawless, our resolve never died. Now their capital stands, the last to be free, But soon it will witness our victory. Verse 3: We've taken their capital, their leader in flight, Our forces march on, with power and might. Gartok awaits, the final stand, In this game of war, we'll make our last demand. Chorus: Oh, we'll hang our banners on the walls of Gartok, We'll march our armies right through their block. With the capital taken, this campaign's at its end, South India's strength, we'll defend. Outro: So let this be a lesson, to foes far and wide, Never underestimate the one with the tide. Our banners will fly, on the highest of peaks, For in this game of war, it's the clever that speaks.