16th November: Bodo Literary Day
Still winter season today
We don't tolerate cold, take today
Hard more than warm sunny has too be
We didn't bore still today
We shall hoist the flag in public.
Literature has escaped from the gust
Literature of the new agreement, both floor
All language culture show.
Legs then gave out the grass we bend
A small drop of dew from water to revived,
Today our hope has an open heaven
Where the narrow range won't expect.
O greet persons
O bore can't ambassadors
O heroes
O martyrs
Today we are the only flight leg to bend grass
From Grass bend water sprinkle peace to you today.
You people's soul has been happy
You people's learned philosophy
Ever lasting for live.
Bodo goes live
Bodo culture live
Bodo literature be open
Win would be the mother of the bodos.
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