Waiting for the release

Occasionally I am surprised Is that my homeland? Is that my hometown? Seeing the nude madness of death in four quarters. Vandalized helpless bodies in river, canal, bills In the air, in the winds of laughter Everyday I get up from the mirror in the mirror The masks that people today recognize liability Today we are helpless, we are helpless. Wherever I see the blood thirsty eyes, I see I do not know when this blood will be released from the eye when the release You are my favorite Bengali and favorite flag.