Slay them in the name of Bengal Slay them in the name of Loyalty Slay them in the name of Purity Slay them in the name of Bengal
What sayest thou o Siraj? Shall you provide thou justice thou reign? Shall thou spare them who commit us to the flames? The arsenal
May their flags thaw in the Bengal cannonade May their ashes be scattered all around Plassey May Monsieur Sinfray grind their bones
O Man of the Artillery Open the onslaught against the Firingi I witness the aloofness of the Bishash Ghatok Mir Jafar
Thou hath stood at a distance Thy summoning the embittered Jafar Retort you dare not
Let there be chains on thou arms Let there be shackles on thou neck Let there be chains on thou arms
Bishash Ghatok Jaf-fuck-ar Ali Khan
In the heat of the work of carnage, Whilst victory and triumph were Visible on the side of the Bengal regiment…
Valiant Mir Madan fell on A vindictive cannon grasps thy right hand Thy men, let the corpse of the martyr be carried into the tents
I march ahead and slit their throats Throats of those who dreamt of enslaving my Bengal Marching gallantly, gushing recklessly The blood of infested Firingi fags
Thou hath stood at a distance Thy summoning the embittered Jafar Thou hath stood at a distance Thy summoning, Madar Chod Jafar
Slay them in the name of …
I march ahead blindfolded Slashing them wide open Suddenly heavens laughed upon me They jammed my mortarsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
