Alas! Our country is doomed to hell,
The freedom palace is up in flames swell!
Fie! Came a horde of invaders
And your land plundered!
Smashed through your defences, they did!
Attack them like a swarm of locusts—of them be rid.
Fie! Crown of Freedom they have looted away—
Yet unmoving like the dead you stay!
[This is a translation by Anurupa Cinar, Savarkar's original, 'Gela Aho Desh Rasatlala, ' is in Marathi.]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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