Fire! Fire!
Everywhere
On every shore
and every land
Dead souls
arrive tonight
in the altar of god
the world remembers
with delightful splendor
the memory of men
to whom this nation
rests in every land and lake,
its very beginning of time.
on every star
shines a brighter light
as this day arrives
on every face
a whisper arise
'oh Bangladesh'
is truly dead
without its
freedom fighters
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem