LET'S END THE ENDINGS IN GOOD TERMS!

Neither by composing a thousand sad songs,
Nor by writing a hundred patriotic poems,
Nor by organizing tens of peaceful protests,
Nor by marching miles with shouts of slogans,
Nor by submitting a hundred memorandums to Delhi,
Nor by observing 100 days of sit-in-protest,
None of these means would help our ends!

Freedom is not to be asked; but it's to be taken.
If it needs to be taken by the barrel of a gun,
So be it, pick up your gun - load, aim, and shoot!
Shoot any man who's between us and our freedom!
Who should we scare of?
This is our land!

This is the land where our fathers used to hunt,
And their fathers and their fathers' fathers' hunting ground.
If our grandfathers could fight the mightiest empire,
With just 'THIHNANG' and 'SONG-THAANG' for three long winters,
Why should we give up within two winter falls?
Why should we keep begging to them for not harming us?
They should rather learn how to respect us, our land, women, and resources!

Let's not compromise!
Let's not be deceived again and again.
Where's our knowledge?
Where are our degrees?
Aren't some of us recipients of high degrees from foreign universities?
Utilize your knowledge and resources to protect your land!
Now or never!
Tomorrow never comes!

The sea waves are picking up!
The tide is high for the full silver moon is near!
Never sing those sad songs of 'Chollhanu' like before,
Nor lie down on the meadows to enjoy her beauty!
Now is not the time to be sad or grieve or mourn!

It's time to fight! Be strong!
Look them straight in their eyes!
Do not show them your tears nor your weakness!
Time calls you!
Time calls us!
Let's end the ending in good terms before the storm comes!