Now this is spring time

But there is no spring on the mouth of this human nation

The civilization suffers from war fevers

Now we need to make an alliance with the calm rivers

Whatever we have to do-

We’ve to do it soon

Before it is noon

Otherwise, we will lose all mother fortune

It is the day to prosper

Not the time to see the carnage of grasshoppers

Because of your bigotry, we’ve lost a lot of sentries

Because of you, our sky had to pay a harsh compensation

But what we actually got in lieu of this reparation?

Maybe a handful of mountains on top of destruction

Maybe a colorful flag that flails on top of our rails

Are they equivalent compared to our loss and demolishment?

It is the day to flourish

Not the spell to be diminished

We can hardly take a few more deaths

Not more than that

Whatever we have to do-

We’ve to do it soon

Before it is noon

-Somoy Shafi