First of all, respect to the beloved son of the royal family
Who decided to spend the rest of his life with the workers
Respect to those dictators too
Who woke up in time
And accepted that their days on earth
Respect to those beloved daughters of the monarchy
Who resolved to toil along with the hard workers
Respect to those Begum-Bandi-Mistresses too
Who finally made arrangements for the rights of the Sultans
To expose their skins
And before leaving, respect to those corrupt brokers too
Who kept the rulers in illusion all the time!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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