SEPARATE ADMINISTRATION

Shootings and shellings are regularly occurring.
Excessive exterminations are continuing.
Parents are childless, children are orphans.
Arson of villages, houses, and properties,
Riches turning to rags and rags to tatters.
Anguish and insomnia inside Relief Centres.
Teary and weary from morning till night, and yet,
Eager and hopeful of life under our administration.

Ad Infinitum crimes on us without our administration.
Deaths and dooms are increasing consecutively,
Mass suffering and deprivation on a large scale.
Innumerable innate rights and possessions being taken,
Nonetheless, we are the real possessors.
Indescribable inhumanity beyond description,
Suffering and stress our cloth and cloak.
The clock strikes, and another life is yet stricken.
Restless and in grief till today, but, one day we will,
Awake and restore our land under our administration.
Together we hope and stand for our common goal.
In victory and defeat, we are walking and working unitedly.
Onward, we are moving, with might and main,
Not giving up until we attain Separate Administration.