As said in songs beautiful, Happiness of a bird is, But all thanks to the kind tree. In line same, thank you My King You gave us a wonderland. The moment You were crowned, Subjects felt hope and courage, Your youthful age mattered not. A King, so esteemed, reigned From throne less, from heart more. Powers did You decentralize, For in unison power lied, Thus the low were empowered. Developments gained momentum But to You, these meant so less Lest it brought no happiness. Thus was born, the GNH, A north star for the nation, An alternative to world’s move, As balanced harmony it seeks. Bhutan, the name then flourished. To the voice You gave the people, Unasked, You gave the Best platform, Democracy in the Kingdom. And voluntarily You crowned Fifth King and you stepped back, All to the admiration of world. In foundation laid grand, Under reign of The People’s King, We enjoy Your legacy. No riches would ever befit To thank yo