Your life was’nt wasted,
Nor was your holy death.
You can see the changes of the aftermath.
O sacrificing soldier you never stamped our belief,
And this is why today for you our hearts heave.
You were there always at the nations beck and call.
Our life against your death is really so small.
Great are you ,And greater is your family.
If we try and compare you there’s no simile.
It’s your courage to defy life’s desire.
Coz of you today we are away from fear and mire.
No words of ours can be a tribute,
No flowers on your sepulcher can show our gratitude.
Your valorous act made us all mute.
We wish if we could soon punish the brute.
O seraph , help our prayers reach our hero.
Acquaint him – “In our hearts he’ll forever reside.
Coz of his efforts our nation survived।”
