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Amader bhoy kahare
What fear have we of anyone?
Decrepit, old pirates, thieves,
What harm can they come?
Our pathway moves forward,
No alleys do we seek,
We have no pouch to carry,
Accounts, we do not keep.
They may rob us of everything,
But our madness will not leave.
We do not look for comfort,
It isn't rest we plead,
Results, we do not pursue,
Nor fame we wish to meet.
In our tide and ebb
We dance alike,
We play the same
In loss or gain.
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