Cassius Clay became Ali
Lew Alcindor, Abdul-Jabbar
What will become of Ilhan Omar
~ She’ll outlaw taverns and bars
Zafar Khan
Wald
Jabbar Khan
Wald
Tayaar Khan
Wald
Hathyar Khan
Wald
Hoshyar Khan
Wald
Jalaal Sultan..
Bengal is my soul, I sing the song of Bengal
Bangal is my royal homeland
all the world knows
sky high glory of her and the fame.
It is built with the donation of the blood
blessings of Salam rafik Jabbar and the Barkat
knitted by the glorious mom and sisters
entire these and that
we so many Salam Jabbar are here in fact.
I salute my homeland with joy Bangla, joy Mujibar slogan
I feel proud being one of this land
feel proud at birth i cried in heaven on my mom's lap
which I found.
I can still donate my life for the sake of my language
listen, listen the world
I could overcome all the ridge
being bold one.
Bangla is virtuous; Bangla is my mom
It is enlightens with the suns glory
End of all dark here, delights at
Morn.
We awaken with the sweet melodious bird’s song
Here the river flows in full swing
Towards the Bay of Bengal.
We are successful in each and every field
Either in work, in religion or the tongue
To deal in.
We are as soft as the moon
Love of flavors to
Bloom.
Lakhs of martyrs, poured their blood for
The freedom of language
We never forgot Salam, Rafic and Jabbar
We feel proud for all
These.
We are rich in greenery and the environment
We are rich in humanity, we are happy and
Sing the song, the glory of mom
Each and every
Moment.
We are rigorous in Justice, the world is watching
Sixteen, those who were involved in the rape
All is sentenced to
Hanging.
Where can you get such a country!
We are proud with our glorious mom,
We are brilliant with the gleam of
Homeland.
As per his will all to occur in full,some one to fall ill or to going thrill!
Good morning world, wake up
Today’s Egypt, tomorrow’s ancient Eldorado, El Paso, Colorado, Suzhou, Picasso, Pissarro, Pizarro, Pirandello, Paganini, Mandela, Nakym, Muhammad, Mugabe, Jabbar, Quadir, Kalani, Nahzi, Adirah, Baariq, Noni-n-Zhari, Mrs. Sheffield, My mommy, a list of cities, states, countries-n-places of wealth, influential people.
Prophets, Presidents, Painters, Poets
Explorers, my children, my wife, my mom, myself, a statesman, an artist, a violinist-n-an author, a man, a father, my words walk through air, and on water, my wealth fed, not only mine, but the world’s sons-n-daughters, we all need supporters, Asians, Arabs, Blacks, Americans, Africans, Latinos, Indians-n-Italians, we all need supporters, wake up the sun is shining, good morning, what would the world be without our sons-n-daughters, wake up the sun is shining, good morning, I’m here 2 wake the world up, good morning.
Huzza
Huzza
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