Let them preach hatred and slander;
We will say equality, peace, one God, long live.
They are narrow-minded, pigeon's nest, dover clad,
We want generous sky, everlasting light, unity of love.
They are the life of Chahuk Das, we want the door of martyrdom;
They are always afraid of death, where do I look for death!
They will not die, if war breaks out they will hide in Kachuban,
They are toothless and still make noise in the yard.
They are lifeless; Jib nare but still only selfishness and greed,
They are jinns, demons, sacrifices, they rub their faces in the mud of lust.
Mora Bengal's new youth, sentient with death,
They think the fly is an ant, so don't kill them, please.
They are forever disbelievers in the future welfare of the people,
The unbelievers are the devilish, the erring, the erring.
They say, all people will be atheists, will fight.
Mora says, will be a believer, God will be known to the people.
They want unrest; Mora will ask forgiveness, love her,
Ghosts want graves and crematoriums, we want roses!
Today in the western world his terrible punishment is Harry Manab
Fear of the path of enjoyment will return, all will want peace.
Hutum Pachara said in the cave, there will be no more sunrise,
No one will hit him anymore, even if his nails are damaged.
Believers never say that, they want light, they want light;
They don't want this harassment, this unrest, this tragedy.
They say that if we pray to Him together,
He will give the joy of Nitya Eid in the world of dust.
They want to bring a seven-colored rainbow from the seven heavens,
Alla Nitya Mahadani Prabhu, whoever gets what he wants, gets it.
Those who want unrest and misfortune will get it.
Let them go their way, let us go our way.
They want the kingdom of demons, they want the kingdom of Mera Allah,
There will always be conflict-free joy in this world.
There is nothing lacking in fashion, the eternal Lord of fashion,
The vultures fight like Shiva and take the corpse-- their hobby!
May Allah protect you in Moder, and never go that way,
God is our Lord, the One and Only.
As good as the evil in the world is, good is good,
May this world of hatred and darkness be light in his love, light.
Let all filth be removed from the minds of all people,
May his light shine on the way to this house.
Those who looted in the riots, greedy for him, are thugs
They will not see the path of God, everlasting and pure.
They want evil day and night, they want conflict day and night,
The ghosts want the rhythm of Srihin, the smell of molten corpses!
The future army of Allah will drive them out of their land,
These are the Vaishyas, who plunder the crops, they are known forever.
They are spiders, never let anyone surround their house,
After staying at home to get the net, they did not see the sea waves of life.
Believe in one God with every breath day and night,
Will be swaying - Aswar will be in the hands of Allah's sword.
Those who want to sleep in laziness and inertia day and night,
They do not want the moon and the sun, they are filthy creatures.
Whoever is always alive, SS is that naval-young man
The omnipotence has done away with your eternal self-sacrifice!
They will throw mud in the way - their weapons are condemned,
I will scatter flowers and kill them, I will say - 'Long live one God'.
Fantastic topic. Almighty...Forgiving, All praise is due to him...❤❤