The martyrs

The martyrs


Rafiq, Salam, Barkat Jabbar,
The name is very dear to us,
And they had the first,
Sbadhikarera claims.
And they had the hands,
Your room key.
How sikhalo they are true,
Is difficult to make an oath.
How poured blood,
To fight unto death.
And they showed how,
Is to seek a genuine demand.
How the people,
The release is singing.

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