Raktim kishalay (ámi)Sojá pathe cali ámiBáṋká pathe kabhu kabhu nayÁmár sumukhe áche shyámala shobháÁmár dupáshe áche aruńa ábháUṋcu shire cali ámiNiicu shire kabhu kabhu nayÁmár báhute áche vajrera balÁmár áṋkhite áche drśt́i vimalSojá kathá bhávi ámiBáṋká kathá kabhu kabhu nayI am a tender reddish leaf.On a straight path I proceed,Never on a path that's winding.In front of me is beauty green;On both my sides, a crimson sheen.Head held high, I go forward,Never with head bowed.In my arms is thunder's power;In my eyes, clear vision.My thoughts are candid,Words never curved.

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