Vinayak Damodar Savarkar
Pratidnya Ghya - Poem by Vinayak Damodar Savarkar
Take! Do take the oath, O Youths,
An oath to die for your Country, do take!
Ah! How rest you with such ease?
Do not you feel pangs of torment?
Strive for Tilak's Goal!
Writhing helpless in anguish it be!
The Hindu trumpet resounds! The word is spread!
Hear me! My throat is hoarse, very hoarse
Reiterating this refrain.
And yet! Yet your hearts are not ablaze.
Strive for the goal,
Lest Our Country be destroyed!
Let not a mere name it be worldwide!
[Translated by Anurupa Cinar]
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