Gazing at your face,
I discover a heavenly grace.
Grace of love and humanity,
A great leader without lackluster vanity.

I respect you dear,
Intensely without fear.
O brave adamant leader!
Having sky-heart so broader.

To create a new state,
You were gifted from fate.
A gifted child on holy soil,
To defeat the Pakistani colonial turmoil.

At the cost of millions of lives,
Blessings came as Bangladesh revives.
A new state, a reborn earth,
As an oasis of hope in desert dearth.

O Bangabandhu! It's your voice,
Makes me spirited in despair to rejoice.
I brush aside all evils around,
And step firmly on hard ground.

Here love blossoms
Here people come running frankly
Here the head bows in reverence
Here Bengali is the book of poetry.
Here is a fistful of hands in vows to remember the martyrs
Here the Bengali's roared
Such as Ekushey of Bahanna one day
Woke up.
The world has seen a lot of shots
Didn't see the language soaked in blood February!
Hyena's team is so brazen and so barbaric
Kari wants to take her mother's language
Salam-Barkat Rafiq-Shafiq Jabbar
The vigilant guard of the mother tongue poured out the ****** of the chest.
Then a Mujib at the front of the procession
Sheikh Mujib is at the forefront of history
Bengal and Bengali took the lead
Fifty-two sixty-two - we got the demand to survive
The days of seventy-nine fires have come
Bangabandhu got Bengali
Day of release ahead.
In nineteen years, Bengalis took the form of the liberation army
Twenty-one to seventy-one
Mujib gave the call - at the March racecourse
When he heard the shackle-breaking poem
"This time the struggle is for freedom" ...
The fort was built from house to house
The defeated Pak army looked at him with a smirk
The red-green flag flew over the open land of Bengal
The people of Bangladesh chanted the slogan in unison - Joybangla!
The world has never seen such a February, such a March, such a December of victory
Proud Shaheed Minar with red-green flag!